Sunday Morning Falling Down

	  		Intro: (C) //// //// 

(C) I didn't wake up Sunday morning cause I (F) never did go to (G) bed on 
Saturday (C) night //// //// 
Well I had some beer for breakfast, on my (Am) Cherios, it tasted al-(G7)-right 
"You oughta a try it!" //// // 
Then I (C) looked into the mirror and dis-(F)-covered that I'd had been into 
a (C) fight ////  (Am)//// 
So I (F) combed my face and (G7) wet my hair and (F) staggered down the 
(Dm7) stairs to greet the (G7) dawn, "Hello dawn!" //// 

In the (C) park I saw a hippie, he was (F) eatin' up all the (G) flowers 
he'd been (C) pickin' //// //// 
And I saw a little old lady, she'd just (Am) finished off a can, she was (G7) 
streakin' //// //// 
Well I (C) stumbled on down the alley and I (F) got a whiff of someone 
(SNIFF, SNIFF)  'Raisin' (C) chickens?' ////  (Am)//// 
And it (F) seemed to re-(G7)-mind me, I (F) lost my Right-Guard (G7) 
somewhere down the (C) way //// / 

On a Sunday mornin' (F) sidewalk, everybody thinks I'm (C) stoned //// // 
But I'm just feelin' my (G7) Cherios, Aw Lord it makes me feel so (C) 
strong ////  (C7) // 
Yeah, it makes me feel like (F) singin', Yod-el-eedle-odle-la-de-hoo,  
Yeah, recognize my (C) sound //// // 
On a sleepy city Sunday (G7) sidewalk, Sunday mornin' falling (C) 
down //// // 
On a sleepy city Sunday (G7) sidewalk, Sunday mornin' falling (C) 
down //// ////