[00:00.20]Well I woke up Sunday morning,[00:02.67]With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt[00:10.17]And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,[00:12.76]So I had one more for dessert[00:19.05]Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes[00:21.69]And found my cleanest dirty shirt[00:28.28]An' I washed my face and combed my hair,[00:30.90]Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day[00:34.59][00:38.04]I'd smoked my mind the night before,[00:40.65]With cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin'[00:47.78]But I lit my first and watched a small kid,[00:50.63]Playing with a can that he was kicking[00:57.66]And I walked across the street,[01:00.18]An' caught the Sunday smell of someone's fried chicken[01:07.73]And it took me back to somethin',[01:10.54]That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way[01:14.49][01:16.45]On the Sunday morning sidewalk,[01:21.18]I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.[01:26.54]'Cos there's something in a Sunday,[01:31.37]That makes a body feel alone.[01:36.45]And there's nothin' short of dyin',[01:40.99]Half as lonesome as the sound,[01:46.18]On the sleepin' city sidewalks:[01:50.90]Sunday mornin' comin' down[01:54.60][01:58.03]In the park I saw a daddy,[02:00.26]With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'[02:07.88]And I stopped behind a Sunday school,[02:10.75]And listened to the songs that they were singin'[02:17.94]I headed down the street,[02:19.46]And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'[02:27.06]And it echoed through the canyons,[02:29.62]Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday[02:34.72][02:35.70]On the Sunday morning sidewalk,[02:40.17]I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned[02:45.05]'Cos there's something in a Sunday,[02:49.82]That makes a body feel alone[02:54.97]And there's nothin' short of dyin',[02:59.65]Half as lonesome as the sound,[03:04.72]On the sleepin' city sidewalk:[03:09.58]And Sunday mornin' comin' down[03:14.56]On the sleepin' city sidewalk:[03:19.52]And Sunday mornin' comin' down[03:22.76][03:23.70]-Fin-[03:24.81]