Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down-Kris Kristofferson

[ti:Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down] [ar:Kris Kristofferson] [al:Me And Bobby McGee] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down (周日清晨的到来) - Kris Kristofferson (克里斯·克里斯托佛森) [00:06.46]Well I woke up Sunday morning [00:08.52] [00:09.20]With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt [00:13.26] [00:15.13]And the beer I had for breakfast [00:21.24]Wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert [00:25.68] [00:30.73]Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes [00:35.97]And found my cleanest dirty shirt [00:37.72] [00:43.08]It's the one I'm wearin' [00:45.58]And I shaved my face and combed my hair [00:47.76]And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day [00:50.14] [00:55.19]I'd smoked my brain the night before [00:58.39]With cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin' [01:02.76] [01:07.87]But I lit my first and watched a small kid [01:10.99]Cussin' at a can that he was kicking [01:14.92] [01:19.85]Then I crossed the empty street [01:22.29]And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken [01:27.40] [01:32.02]And it took me back to somethin' [01:34.52]That I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way [01:39.63] [01:42.32]On the Sunday morning sidewalks [01:46.50] [01:48.25]Wishing Lord that I was stoned [01:52.49] [01:54.61]'Cause there is something in a Sunday [01:58.04] [02:00.60]That makes a body feel alone [02:04.10] [02:06.59]And there's nothin' short of dyin' [02:10.15] [02:12.46]Half as lonesome as the sound [02:16.01] [02:18.57]On the sleepin' city side walks [02:22.13] [02:24.31]Sunday mornin' comin' down [02:25.61] [02:32.66]In the park I saw a daddy [02:35.91]With a laughing little girl who he was swingin' [02:40.36] [02:44.85]And I stopped beside a Sunday school [02:47.97]And listened to the song that they were singin' [02:52.53] [02:57.02]Then I headed back for home and [02:59.46]Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' [03:04.82] [03:09.25]And it echoed thru the canyon like [03:11.87]The disappearing dreams of yesterday [03:17.68] [03:19.17]On the Sunday morning sidewalks [03:22.73] [03:25.73]Wishing Lord that I was stoned [03:29.87] [03:31.18]'Cause there is something in a Sunday [03:35.36] [03:37.36]That makes a body feel alone [03:41.92] [03:42.91]And there's nothin' short of dyin' [03:47.41] [03:48.78]Half as lonesome as the sound [03:52.77] [03:54.65]On the sleepin' city side walks [03:59.08] [04:00.57]Sunday mornin' comin' down