Song | Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down |
Artist | Vikki Carr |
Album | The Ways To Love a Man/Nashville By Carr |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:02.27] | well i woke up sunday morning |
[00:06.17] | with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt |
[00:15.88] | and the beer i had for breakfast wasn't bad |
[00:20.88] | so i had one more for desert |
[00:29.45] | then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes |
[00:34.79] | and found my cleanest dirty shirt |
[00:43.25] | then i washed my face and combed my hair |
[00:47.71] | and stumbled down the stair to meet the day |
[00:52.71] | |
[00:57.11] | i'd smoke my brain the night before |
[01:01.52] | with cigarettes and songs that i've been picking |
[01:11.38] | but i lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can |
[01:18.15] | that he was kicking |
[01:25.20] | then i crossed the empty street |
[01:28.56] | and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken |
[01:39.04] | and it took me back to something |
[01:42.38] | that i'd lost somehow somewhere along the way |
[01:47.91] | ------像风一样整理制作------ |
[01:50.51] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
[01:57.49] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
[02:04.39] | cause there's something in a sunday |
[02:11.23] | makes a body feel alone |
[02:18.62] | and there's nothing short of dying |
[02:25.56] | half as lonesome as the sound |
[02:31.95] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
[02:38.76] | sunday morning coming down |
[02:46.84] | |
[02:48.55] | in the park i saw a daddy |
[02:51.82] | with a laughing little girl he was swinging |
[03:01.62] | and i stopped beside a sunday school and |
[03:06.00] | listened to the songs that they were singing |
[03:15.47] | then i headed back for home |
[03:19.09] | and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing |
[03:29.23] | and it echoed through the canyons |
[03:33.12] | like a disappearing dream of yesterday |
[03:38.70] | |
[03:40.67] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
[03:47.28] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
[03:53.79] | cause there's something in a sunday |
[04:00.74] | makes a body feel alone |
[04:07.51] | and there's nothing short of dying |
[04:14.37] | half as lonesome as the sound |
[04:21.36] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
[04:28.02] | sunday morning coming down |
[04:33.32] | |
[04:34.83] | du~~lo~~~~~ |
[05:19.70] | ...... |
[00:02.27] | well i woke up sunday morning |
[00:06.17] | with no way to hold my head that didn' t hurt |
[00:15.88] | and the beer i had for breakfast wasn' t bad |
[00:20.88] | so i had one more for desert |
[00:29.45] | then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes |
[00:34.79] | and found my cleanest dirty shirt |
[00:43.25] | then i washed my face and combed my hair |
[00:47.71] | and stumbled down the stair to meet the day |
[00:52.71] | |
[00:57.11] | i' d smoke my brain the night before |
[01:01.52] | with cigarettes and songs that i' ve been picking |
[01:11.38] | but i lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can |
[01:18.15] | that he was kicking |
[01:25.20] | then i crossed the empty street |
[01:28.56] | and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken |
[01:39.04] | and it took me back to something |
[01:42.38] | that i' d lost somehow somewhere along the way |
[01:47.91] | xiang feng yi yang zheng li zhi zuo |
[01:50.51] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
[01:57.49] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
[02:04.39] | cause there' s something in a sunday |
[02:11.23] | makes a body feel alone |
[02:18.62] | and there' s nothing short of dying |
[02:25.56] | half as lonesome as the sound |
[02:31.95] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
[02:38.76] | sunday morning coming down |
[02:46.84] | |
[02:48.55] | in the park i saw a daddy |
[02:51.82] | with a laughing little girl he was swinging |
[03:01.62] | and i stopped beside a sunday school and |
[03:06.00] | listened to the songs that they were singing |
[03:15.47] | then i headed back for home |
[03:19.09] | and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing |
[03:29.23] | and it echoed through the canyons |
[03:33.12] | like a disappearing dream of yesterday |
[03:38.70] | |
[03:40.67] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
[03:47.28] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
[03:53.79] | cause there' s something in a sunday |
[04:00.74] | makes a body feel alone |
[04:07.51] | and there' s nothing short of dying |
[04:14.37] | half as lonesome as the sound |
[04:21.36] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
[04:28.02] | sunday morning coming down |
[04:33.32] | |
[04:34.83] | du lo |
[05:19.70] | ...... |
[00:02.27] | well i woke up sunday morning |
[00:06.17] | with no way to hold my head that didn' t hurt |
[00:15.88] | and the beer i had for breakfast wasn' t bad |
[00:20.88] | so i had one more for desert |
[00:29.45] | then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes |
[00:34.79] | and found my cleanest dirty shirt |
[00:43.25] | then i washed my face and combed my hair |
[00:47.71] | and stumbled down the stair to meet the day |
[00:52.71] | |
[00:57.11] | i' d smoke my brain the night before |
[01:01.52] | with cigarettes and songs that i' ve been picking |
[01:11.38] | but i lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can |
[01:18.15] | that he was kicking |
[01:25.20] | then i crossed the empty street |
[01:28.56] | and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken |
[01:39.04] | and it took me back to something |
[01:42.38] | that i' d lost somehow somewhere along the way |
[01:47.91] | xiàng fēng yí yàng zhěng lǐ zhì zuò |
[01:50.51] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
[01:57.49] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
[02:04.39] | cause there' s something in a sunday |
[02:11.23] | makes a body feel alone |
[02:18.62] | and there' s nothing short of dying |
[02:25.56] | half as lonesome as the sound |
[02:31.95] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
[02:38.76] | sunday morning coming down |
[02:46.84] | |
[02:48.55] | in the park i saw a daddy |
[02:51.82] | with a laughing little girl he was swinging |
[03:01.62] | and i stopped beside a sunday school and |
[03:06.00] | listened to the songs that they were singing |
[03:15.47] | then i headed back for home |
[03:19.09] | and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing |
[03:29.23] | and it echoed through the canyons |
[03:33.12] | like a disappearing dream of yesterday |
[03:38.70] | |
[03:40.67] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
[03:47.28] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
[03:53.79] | cause there' s something in a sunday |
[04:00.74] | makes a body feel alone |
[04:07.51] | and there' s nothing short of dying |
[04:14.37] | half as lonesome as the sound |
[04:21.36] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
[04:28.02] | sunday morning coming down |
[04:33.32] | |
[04:34.83] | du lo |
[05:19.70] | ...... |