Steve Earle & Kris Kristofferson Sunday Morning Coming Down

[@TonyBurke100]

As a seventy year old man I have lived through many of these Sunday mornings and believe me this song captures the hopelessness that we feel when we awaken with this depression..

[@johnwilson6779]

The best version of this great song by far.

[@rogereyles466]

this is a fantastic song, love all the versions Kris's voice is so clear and good... and the arrangement is superb

[@sheilalayden185]

Kris Kristofferson is one of the greatest song writers of my generation, before and after the first to recognize that was Johnny Cash. The first time he did this particular song, of course at a prison, where incidentally he met Kris and found this song, the warden wanted him to mess with the lyrics. Make them what we call today "politically correct" Johnny said okay but when he did the song he DID NOT CHANGE or omit certain words. He just told the powers that be he couldn't without hurting the integrity of the song ,the song writers or the thousands (now millions upon millions) of people who needed to HEAR this tune. True story. Thank you Johnny but truly thank you Kris!!

[@mrjasondylan]

Don't mean to be a dick that did happen but not at a prison. It was a big cbs special or something live on tv he they said don't say stoned but he did and smiled at Kris. They met at Johnnies record label where Kris was the janitor.

[@sheilalayden185]

@@mrjasondylan not a problem. I don't like to "share" info in case I get it wrong. So thanks. I really thought I heard (saw) them talking about it. Probably did and just blended stories.. .I hate that but hey! It's still a good story.🤗✌

[@mrjasondylan]

@@sheilalayden185 no problem Sheila yes Kris went to Harvard was a Rhodes scholar where he studied at Oxford too then to the complete horror of his parents who actually disowned him for years he got a job sweeping up at RCA just so he could be around music and songwriters like Cash. He used to leave pieces of paper lying around the studio with lyrics on that were just mindblowingly amazing so others would find them and ask who wrote them. He also landed a helicopter on Cashs front lawn and personally gave him a copy of this song and asked him to record it saying he wrote it for him obviously his persistent ways finally paid off. Got to love it that's true story. Take care Sheila wasn't trying to prove you wrong or nothing just wanted you to know the story. I'm a bit of an obsessive compulsive when it comes to song writers.

[@ollyno40]

secondo me la canta molto meglio waylon jennings. the best

[@billvallier9214]

Glad I got to see Kris in a small venue many years ago. I still go and see Earle when he's close to town. 7 times so far and counting.

[@douglasgay4497]

I envy you so much.!

[@psyke25]

Love Steve's backing harmonies on this! My favorite version of an incredible song.

[@dreamer2fly]

One of the greatest songs ever written💖💔💖

[@mrjasondylan]

Top 10 all day without doubt. As are many of Kris's.

[@theholycanyon9009]

Its a verse from the gospel of the American Man💙

[@imcavdb5465]

And yet so unknown. At least over here in Europe.

[@theholycanyon9009]

@@imcavdb5465 yes true

[@theholycanyon9009]

@@mrjasondylan yeah true!

[@paulnorton2885]

But seriously... This is the very best of many very good versions of this magnificent song.

[@theholycanyon9009]

A very lovely flowing emotions...you feel when you sit by the bank of this song

[@bagoesv.leeuwen7413]

Thank you Kris 😥 uit Nederland

[@annalisavajda252]

Gone but not forgotten.

[@clintlarkins8137]

Gosh they blend so well together….

[@thebarron69]

This is the best version of this song in IMHO

[@bertilkarlborg8030]

great guitar from Earle!

[@gregtaylor8327]

Great version!

[@MultiNorthernlights]

it took me back to something that i lost it somehow, somewhere along the way..

[@rainymctrixie1]

And, cleanest dirty shirt.

[@leokreimer6492]

johnny cash is sittng near God.. God tells johnny to sing this tune every moment !!!!!!!

[@mrjasondylan]

Only on a Sunday though.

[@MojiburRahmanmilon]

Real singer /kris kristofferson

[@felipeveladelrey9187]

Oso ona!!!

[@helenheeney2284]

Just awesome

[@williamjarman9076]

Sheila I have no idea where you heard that story but it's not true. Kris was working in Nashville sweeping floors and such as a janitor while writing his songs. He met alot of great people there. But this song he literally flew a helicopter to Johnny Cash's house and landed in the back yard, handed it to him and told him he had written it for him. Kris has said many times in public after Johnny Cash recorded this song he ( Kris) never had to work at a regular job again. He also gave Ray Price the song " For The Goodtimes " . He wrote many songs for different artist. I never heard anyone tell that story that Johnny Cash met Kris at a prison and he discovered that song.

[@mardercommadercom2024]

Una belleza

[@jackiebeard9554]

Simply great

[@thebarron69]

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 Then I fumbled thru my closet for my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt And I washed my face and combed my hair And 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' And I lit my first and watched a small kid Cussin’ at a can that he was kickin' 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, somewere along the way On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk Wishin', Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday Makes a body feel alone There's ain’t nothin' short a' dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalks Sunday mornin' comin' down In the park I saw a daddy With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin' And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the song they were singin' Then I headed back for home And somewhere far away a lonesome bell was ringin' And it echoed through the canyons Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk wishin', Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday Makes a body feel alone There ain’t nothin' short a' dyin' half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalks Sunday mornin' comin' down On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk wishin', Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday makes your body feel alone there ain’t nothin' short a' dyin' half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalk Sunday mornin' comin' down

[@englishlanguage6199]

That I'd been picking That he was kicking That he was swinging That they were singing Alone some bell was ringing...

[@biggestkkfan1506]

beautiful rendition... second best right after the original. The entire Austin Sessions album is so beautiful.

[@oriminho44]

+biggestkkfan I totally agree. His voice is so warm in the Austin Sessions.

[@jackiebeard9554]

Best version, by way far. End of discussion

[@ChrisLascari]

Technically kris' version is the original since he wrote it

[@wynandkershoff6250]

Good man good

[@rosegosnell3774]

Fantastic.

[@annalisavajda252]

Especially sad for Steve and Willy and all his remaining friends and family I suppose. Rest in Peace Kris.

[@bobfriedman409]

Beautiful heartfelt

[@theholycanyon9009]

Broken bells never chime...

[@rhondacroft3588]

you guys i can relate!

[@MojiburRahmanmilon]

It’s a. Very nice singer

[@EnochPowellsLibrarian]

Kris ❤

[@davemakichuk9102]

Goddam that's good ...

[@sledge1960]

Been there, done it, don't recommend it, took a man who hung on a tree to scrape me out of it. Thank you Jesus.

[@tillycupcake]

sounds like my story this last few months

[@chefjanet2k]

This song

[@englishlanguage6199]

...Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lone some bell was ringing..

[@ShadySidebury]

Stumbling on this many years later - does anybody know who's on lead guitar? Thanks, Casey

[@georgecuster7905]

I wonder about that too He's awesome!

[@UCqkdtMiE5ZquD_lF9prae4Q]

আমি কোথাও হারিয়ে যেতে চাই, কোনোভাবে পথ ধরে...... Lyrics: 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 And found my cleanest dirty shirt Then I washed my face and combed my hair And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day I'd smoked my mind the night before With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin' But I lit my first and watched a small kid Playin' with a can that he was kicking Then I walked across the street And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken And Lord, it took me back to somethin' That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short of dyin' That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalk And Sunday mornin' comin' down In the park I saw a daddy With a laughin' little girl that 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 through the canyon Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short of dyin' That's half as lonesome as the sound Of a sleepin' city sidewalk And Sunday mornin' comin' down আচ্ছা রবিবার সকালে ঘুম থেকে উঠলাম আমার মাথা ধরে রাখার কোন উপায় নেই, যে ব্যাথা হয়নি এবং আমি প্রাতঃরাশের জন্য যে বিয়ারটি খেয়েছিলাম তা খারাপ ছিল না তাই আমি ডেজার্ট জন্য আরো একটি ছিল তারপর আমি আমার জামাকাপড় মাধ্যমে আমার পায়খানা মধ্যে fumbled এবং আমার সবচেয়ে পরিষ্কার নোংরা শার্ট পাওয়া গেছে তারপর আমি মুখ ধুয়ে চুল আঁচড়ালাম আর সিঁড়ি বেয়ে হোঁচট খেয়ে দিন দেখা আমি আগের রাতে আমার মন ধূমপান চাই সিগারেট এবং গানের সাথে আমি বাছাই করছিলাম কিন্তু আমি আমার প্রথম আলো এবং একটি ছোট বাচ্চা দেখেছি একটা ক্যান নিয়ে খেলছে যেটা সে লাথি মারছিল তারপর রাস্তার উপর দিয়ে হেঁটে গেলাম এবং রবিবার কারও মুরগির ফ্রাইং গন্ধ ধরা পড়ল এবং প্রভু, এটি আমাকে কিছুতে ফিরিয়ে নিয়ে গেছে যে আমি কোথাও হারিয়ে যেতে চাই, কোনোভাবে পথ ধরে রবিবার সকালে ফুটপাতে আমি প্রভু কামনা করছি যে আমি পাথর মেরেছি 'কারণ রবিবারে কিছু আছে এটি একটি শরীরকে একা অনুভব করে এবং ক্ষয় করার কিছু নেই যে শব্দ হিসাবে অর্ধেক একাকী ঘুমন্ত শহরের ফুটপাতে এবং রবিবার সকাল নেমে আসছে পার্কে আমি একজন বাবাকে দেখেছি একটি হেসে ছোট মেয়ের সাথে যে সে দুলছিল এবং আমি একটি রবিবার স্কুলের পাশে থামলাম এবং তারা যে গানগুলি গাইছিল তা শুনত তারপর আমি রাস্তায় নেমে গেলাম আর দূরে কোথাও একটা নিঃসঙ্গ ঘণ্টা বেজে উঠল এবং এটি গিরিখাত মাধ্যমে প্রতিধ্বনিত হারিয়ে যাওয়া গতকালের স্বপ্নের মতো রবিবার সকালে ফুটপাতে আমি প্রভু কামনা করছি যে আমি পাথর মেরেছি 'কারণ রবিবারে কিছু আছে এটি একটি শরীরকে একা অনুভব করে এবং ক্ষয় করার কিছু নেই যে শব্দ হিসাবে অর্ধেক একাকী ঘুমন্ত শহরের ফুটপাতে এবং রবিবার সকাল নেমে আসছে

[@theholycanyon9009]

Love survives in distance and dies in contact...

[@paulnorton2885]

Many dogs were deprived of their hairs as a result of this song.

[@bernadettebarry3099]

Johnny Cash had never been to prison night in police cells when they picked him up for different things

[@willstorm8331]

You know your due a week of AFD's when you need 2 beers to get square for the day. Or you need to be younger.

[@Lisaport2011]