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

I'd my brain, night before
Cigarettes and
I've been pickin'
But I lit my first and a small kid
Cussin' at a can that he was
Then I the empty street
Caught the smell
Of someone chicken
And it took me to somethin'
I'd lost somehow
Somewhere the way

On the Sunday mornin'
Wishin' Lord I was stoned
'Cause there's in a Sunday
makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of
as lonesome as a sound
On the sleepin' sidewalk
Sunday comin' down

In the park I saw a
a laughin' little girl
He was
And I stopped beside the Sunday
And listened to the
That they were
I headed back for home
And somewhere far
A lonely bell was
And it echoed through the
Like the disappearing of yesterday

On the Sunday sidewalk
Wishin' that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin' in a
That a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of
Half as lonesome as a
On the city sidewalk
Sunday mornin' comin'

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(Hmm, yea)
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