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Well I up Sunday mornin'
With no way to my head
That hurt
And the I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for
Then I fumbled through my
For my
And my cleanest dirty shirt
And I shaved my face and my hair
And stumbled down the
To the day

I'd my brain, night before
and songs
That I've been
But I lit my and watched a small kid
Cussin' at a can he was kickin'
Then I crossed the street
the Sunday smell
Of fryin' chicken
And it took me to somethin'
That I'd lost
Somewhere the way

On the Sunday mornin'
Wishin' that I was stoned
'Cause there's in a Sunday
That makes a feel alone
And there's short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as a
On the sleepin' city
mornin' comin' down

In the park I saw a
a laughin' little girl
He was
And I beside the Sunday school
And to the song
That were singin'
Then I headed back for
And far away
A bell was ringin'
And it through the Canyon
Like the dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday mornin'
Wishin' Lord that I was
'Cause there's in a Sunday
makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' of dyin'
Half as as a sound
On the sleepin' sidewalk
Sunday mornin' down

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(Ooh)
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(Hmm, yea)
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