johnny cash hit the nail on the head

May 15, 2005 09:41

well i woke up sunday mornin 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. i stumbled through my closet, through my clothes, and found my cleanest dirty shirt. then i washed my face, and combed my hair. stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

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on a sunday mornin sidewalk, i wished to lord that i was stoned. cause theres something in a sunday, that makes the body feel alone. and theres nothin short of dyin thats half as lonesome as the sound. of that sleepin city sidewalk. sunday morning coming down.

i'd smoked my mind the night before. with ciggarettes and songs i'd been pickin. so i lit my first, and watched the small kids playing with a can that he was kickin'. and some where in the distance, i caught the sunday smell of some one frying chicken.and it took me back to somethin i'd lost somewhere, some how along the way.

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in the park i saw a daddy, with a lad and little girl he was swingin. and i stopped near by the sunday school, to listen to the songs, that they were singin. and some where in the distance, some where far away a lonely bell was ringin. and it took me back to something that i lost some where, some how along the way.

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