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Down by the Bay

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  • 2019.08.09
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I woke up Sunday mornin' No way to hold my head that didn't hurt The beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad So I had one more for dessert And I fumbled in my closet for my clothes Found my cleanest dirty shirt And I washed my face, combed my hair Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day I'd smoked my brain the night before On cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin' But I lit my first and watched a small kid Cussin' at a can he was kickin' An' I walk across the street Caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken And it took me back to somethin' I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way On the Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishin', Lord, I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And nothin' short o' dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk Sunday mornin' comin' down An' in the park I saw a daddy With a laughing little girl he was swingin' And then I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened To the songs they were singin' Made my way across the street And omewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' And it echoed through the canyons Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishin', Lord, I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And nothin' short o' dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk Sunday mornin' comin' down

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