Текст песни Bobby Bare - Sunday Morning Coming Down, слова песни Bobby Bare

Текст песни Bobby Bare - Sunday Morning Coming Down

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In the park I see a daddy with the laughin` little girl that he`s a swingingAnd I stop beside a Sunday school and listen to the song they`re singingI`m headin` back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell is ringingAnd it echoes through the city like my disappearing dreams of yesterdayOn the Sunday morning sidewalk wishing Lord that I was homeCause there`s something bout a Sunday makes a body feel aloneAnd there`s nothing sure to dying half as lonesome as the soundOn a sleeping city sidewalk Sunday morning coming downI smoked so much the night before my mouth feels like an ashtray I`ve been lickingNow I light my first and watch a small kid cussin` at the can he`s been a kickingI cross the empty street and catch the Sunday smell of someone fryin` chickenAnd it takes me back to something that I`d lost somehow somewhere along the wayOn the Sunday morning sidewalk...On the Sunday morning sidewalk...

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Sunday Morning Coming Down

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