On Oct. 10, , Johnny Cash took the Kris Kristofferson-penned song "Sunday Morning Coming Down" to No. 1 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles Charts. Cash's recording of the song forever. Lyrics to 'Sunday Morning Coming Down' by Johnny Cash: Well, I woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, So I had one more for dessert. Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes. Sunday Morning Coming Down T-Shirts Now Available! Apr 21, Home 2 Home Hoedown’s Vinyl Frontier Apr 19, SMCD presents The Home 2 Home Hoedown John Prine Charity Tribute Apr 12, Playlist Mar 21, Playlist Mar .
Sep 13, · [Chorus] C On the Sunday mornin' sidewalks G wishing Lord that I was stoned D 'cause there is something in a Sunday G that makes a body feel alone C /5(). Ray Stevens originally recorded "Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down" in It became his first country hit having reached number 55 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart and number 81 on the Hot pop chart in Johnny Cash performed this song live at the Ryman Auditorium during a taping of "The Johnny Cash Show" in Kris Kristofferson (born 22 June in Brownsville, Texas, United States) is a singer/songwriter and actor. He is known for such hits as "Me and Bobby McGee", "For the Good Times", "Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down", and "Help Me Make It Through the Night". And Sunday mornin' comin' down. In the park I saw a daddy With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin' And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the songs they were singin' Then I headed down the street And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' And it echoed thru the canyon Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. “Sunday mornin’ comin’ down.” The oak-shaded parking lot at Riley’s Tavern is empty, and the last notes of the pedal steel have hours ago faded off into the workings of a few hangovers from last night’s imbibations at the classic Texas honky-tonk down in Hunter. Sunday mornin' comin' down. On the Sunday morning sidewalk Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday Makes your body feel alone. There ain't nothin' short of dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound On the sleepin' city sidewalks Sunday mornin' comin' down.