[00:00.00] 作词 : K. Kristofferson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : K. Kristofferson
[00:05.91]Well i woke up sunday morning
[00:08.76]With no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt
[00:18.18]And the beer i had for breakfast
[00:20.79]Wasn't bad so i had one more for dessert
[00:30.24]Then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes
[00:34.47]And found my cleanest dirty shirt
[00:37.68]It's the one i'm wearin'
[00:42.81]And i shaved my face and combed my hair
[00:46.20]And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
[00:54.84]I'd smoked my brain the night before
[00:57.75]Or i smoked so much the night before
[00:58.68]With cigarettes and songs that i've been pickin'
[01:02.22]My mouth was like an ashtray i'd been lickin'
[01:07.35]But i lit my first and watched a small kid
[01:10.98]Cussin' at a can that he was kicking
[01:19.32]Then i crossed the empty street
[01:21.93]And caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
[01:31.59]And it took me back to somethin'
[01:33.93]That i'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
[01:38.40]Chorus:
[01:38.55]On the sunday morning sidewalks
[01:48.03]Wishing lord that i was stoned
[01:50.70]'cause there is something in a sunday
[02:00.21]That makes a body feel alone
[02:06.36]And there's nothin' short of dyin'
[02:08.25]Half as lonesome as the sound
[02:18.60]On the sleepin' city side walks
[02:25.77]Sunday mornin' comin' down
[02:32.25]In the park i saw a daddy
[02:35.28]With a laughing little girl who he was swingin'
[02:39.39]And i stopped beside a sunday school
[02:48.09]And listened to the song that they were singin'
[02:56.58]Then i headed back for home and
[02:59.49]Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
[03:04.02]And it echoed thru the canyon like
[03:12.03]The disappearing dreams of yesterday.
[03:19.14]Chorus:
[03:19.29]On the sunday morning sidewalks
[03:26.04]Wishing lord that i was stoned
[03:27.57]'cause there is something in a sunday
[03:36.81]That makes a body feel alone
[03:42.84]And there's nothin' short of dyin'
[03:44.34]Half as lonesome as the sound
[03:54.99]On the sleepin' city side walks
[03:57.12]Sunday mornin' comin' down.

作词 : K. Kristofferson
作曲 : K. Kristofferson
Well i woke up sunday morning
With no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt
And the beer i had for breakfast
Wasn't bad so i had one more for dessert
Then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
It's the one i'm wearin'
And i shaved my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my brain the night before
Or i smoked so much the night before
With cigarettes and songs that i've been pickin'
My mouth was like an ashtray i'd been lickin'
But i lit my first and watched a small kid
Cussin' at a can that he was kicking
Then i crossed the empty street
And caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That i'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
Chorus:
On the sunday morning sidewalks
Wishing lord that i was stoned
'cause there is something in a sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city side walks
Sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park i saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl who he was swingin'
And i stopped beside a sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singin'
Then i headed back for home and
Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon like
The disappearing dreams of yesterday.
Chorus:
On the sunday morning sidewalks
Wishing lord that i was stoned
'cause there is something in a sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city side walks
Sunday mornin' comin' down.