Sunday Morning Coming Down Chords & Tabs

by Kris Kristofferson

[Content]
Capo II

[Intro]
G   G

[Verse 1]
       G                     
Well I woke up Sunday morning
        C                                G   
with no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt
and the beer I had for breakfast
       Em                           D   
wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert

[Verse 2]
       G                           
Then I fumble through my closet for
   C                                   G    G/F# Em
my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
      C                                
and I shaved my face and combed my hair
    Am                                   D  
and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

[Verse 3]
    G                               
I'd smoked my brain the night before
   C                                   G      
on cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'
but I lit my first and watched a small kid
Em                           D      
cussin' at a can that he was kicking

[Verse 4]
       G                                  
Then I crossed the empty street and caught
    C                              G      G/F# Em
the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
       C               Am            
and it took me back to somethin' that
    C            D                   G  
I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way

[Chorus]
                      C        
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalks
                        G     
wishing Lord that I was stoned
                               D     
'cause there is something in a Sunday
                        G   
that makes a body feel alone
                             C    
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
                        G    
half as lonesome as the sound
                     D        
on the sleepin' city sidewalks
                      G   
Sunday mornin' comin' down

[Verse 5]
       G                      
In the park I saw a daddy with
  C                               G       
a laughing little girl who he was swingin'
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
    Em                                  D      
and listened to the song that they were singin'

[Verse 6]
       G                       
Then I headed back for home and
          C                          G      G/F# Em
somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
       C               Am         
and it echoed thru the canyon like
    C            D               G   
the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

[Chorus]
                      C        
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalks
                        G     
wishing Lord that I was stoned
                               D     
'cause there is something in a Sunday
                        G   
that makes a body feel alone
                             C    
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
                        G    
half as lonesome as the sound
                     D        
on the sleepin' city sidewalks
                      G   
Sunday mornin' comin' down

[Outro]
                    C        
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo..
                        G    
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo..
                    D        
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo..
                        G     
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo...