Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down Chords by Willie Nelson

[Start]

[Verse]
C                              
■ Well I woke up Sunday morning
        F                               C   
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
                                        Am 
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
                      G       F
So I had one more for dessert ■
C G        C                        
■ ■ Then I fumbled through my closet
       F                                   C    
For my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
Am       F                  Dm            
■  And I shaved my face and combed my hair
F                     Dm                 G  
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
C                                   
I'd smoked my brain the night before
F                                  C      
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
      C                                   
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Am                                  
Cussin' at a can that he was kicking
G F C G
■ ■ ■ ■
       C                       
Then I crossed the empty street
               F                              C      
And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
Am        F               Dm             F       
■  And it took me back to something that I'd lost
        G                   C  
Somehow somewhere along the way
                      F       
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
                        C     
Wishing Lord that I was stoned
                              G     
'cause there's something in a Sunday
                  C    
Makes a body feel alone
C7                              F    
■  And there's nothin' short of dyin'
                        C    
Half as lonesome as the sound
                     G         F
On the sleeping city sidewalks ■
C G7                    C   
■ Sunday morning coming down
       C                 
In the park I saw a daddy
F               G               C       
Laughin' little girl who he was swinging
    C                               
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
Am                                      G       F
And listened to the song that they were singing ■
Em Dm C                          
■  ■  Then I headed back for home
              F                          C       Cmaj7
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing ■    
Am        F                  Dm     
■  And it echoed through the canyons
F                     G7        C        
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
                      F       
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
                        C     
Wishing Lord that I was stoned
                              G     
'cause there's something in a Sunday
G7 G                 C    
■  Makes a body feel alone


[Chorus]
C7                              F    
■  And there's nothin' short of dyin'
                        C    
Half as lonesome as the sound
              G         F
Sleepin' city sidewalks ■
Em7 G7                    C   
■   Sunday morning coming down


[Solo]
F F7 C7 F C7 C G C
■ ■  ■  ■ ■  ■ ■ ■
F C G Em7 G7 C C7
■ ■ ■ ■   ■  ■ ■ 


[Verse]
                      F       
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
                        C     
Wishing Lord that I was stoned
                              G7    
'cause there's something in a Sunday
                  C    
Makes a body feel alone
            C7               F    
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
                        C    
Half as lonesome as the sound
                     G7        G F
On the sleepin' city sidewalks ■ ■
Em7 Dm                    C   
■   Sunday morning coming down


[Solo]
C7 F7 C F G7 C7 F C
■  ■  ■ ■ ■  ■  ■ ■
G Em7 G7 C C7 F C G
■ ■   ■  ■ ■  ■ ■ ■
F Em7 G G7 C
■ ■   ■ ■  ■


[End]