Words to Chris Khristofferson's Sunday Morning Sunrise?

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 through my closet for my clothes

and found my cleanest dirty shirt

it's the one I'm wearin'

and I shaved my face and combed my hair

and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

I'd smoked my brain the night before

or I smoked so much the night before

with cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'

my mouth was like an ashtray I'd been lickin'

but I lit my first and watched a small kid

cussin' at a can that he was kicking

then I crossed the empty street

and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken

and it took me back to somethin'

that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way

Chorus:

On the Sunday morning sidewalks

wishing Lord that I was stoned

'cause there is something in a Sunday

that makes a body feel alone

and there's nothin' short of dyin'

half as lonesome as the sound

on the sleepin' city side walks

Sunday mornin' comin' down

In the park I saw a daddy

with a laughing little girl who he was swingin'

and I stopped beside a Sunday school

and listened to the song that they were singin'

then I headed back for home and

somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'

and it echoed thru the canyon like

the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

Chorus:

On the Sunday morning sidewalks

wishing Lord that I was stoned

'cause there is something in a Sunday

that makes a body feel alone

and there's nothin' short of dyin'

half as lonesome as the sound

on the sleepin' city side walks

Sunday mornin' comin' down.

is this the song you meant

help me makw it through the night

Take the ribbons from your hair

Shake it loose and let it fall

Lay it soft against you skin

Like the shadows on the wall

Come and lay here by my side

Tell the Earth upon you lied

All I'm takin' is your time

Help me make it through the night

I don't know what's right or wrong

I don't try to understand

Let the devil take tomorrow

'Cause tonight I need a drink

Yesterday's dead and gone

And tomorrow's out of sight

Yes, it saddenss me long

Help me make it through the night

Yes, it saddenss me long....

Help me make it through the night.