There is something truly different about the way a Sunday feels. Whether one chooses to dedicate the day to football, church or sleeping in after staying out way too late Saturday night is their own personal choice, but most would agree Sunday has its own particular vibe. Quite different from a Monday. Take Lionel Richie’s take on a Sunday for instance:
I’m easy like Sunday morning
That’s why I’m easy , I’m easy like Sunday morning
Because I’m easy, Easy like Sunday morning
Because I’m easy, Easy like Sunday morning
Nicely said father of Nicole. I’m guessing he meant relaxed. How’s bout you Kris Kristofferson?
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Well I woke up Sunday morning
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With no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt
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And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad
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So I had one more for desert
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Then I fumbled thru my closet for my clothes
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And found my cleanest dirty shirt
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And I shaved my face & combed my hair
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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’
But I lit my first & watched a small kid cussin’
at a can that he was kickin’
Then I crossed the empty street & caught the Sunday
Smell of someone fryin’ chicken
And it took me back to something that I’d lost
Somehow, somewhere along the way
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On the Sunday morning sidewalks
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Wishin’ Lord that I was stoned
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‘Cause there’s something in a Sunday
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That makes a body feel alone
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And there’s nothin’ short o’ dyin’
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Half as lonesome as the sound
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On the sleepin’ city sidewalks
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Sunday morning coming down
In the park I saw a daddy, with a laughing little
Girl that he was swinging
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singing
Then I headed back for home & somewhere
far away a lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed thru the canyons
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
I included the chords just in case you were inspired to pick up your guitar and sing along! Wrong chords courtesy of the internet unfortunately, so have fun with that one.
On this most recent Sunday, we set off walking to meet Elizabeth and Stephan for brunch and ended up trimming the Christmas tree later with old friends the Heltens. Ten miles or so through the streets of East Vancouver we ambled- Amanda and I and our little guys walking together on a clear sunny December day.
I actually carried Travis, and Levi was mostly asleep in the stroller but we won’t quibble over the details…just picture a family of four walking into the sun.
Travis & ElizabethStephan & Cat Circa 1941Levi Stressing About The Ten Pounds He's Gained This YearLevi With Bottle Of Milk As Prop For Photo ShootCanadian GothicWe Passed By A School On The Way To Christmas Tree TrimmingForgot To Take A Picture Of The Beautiful Tree But Got One Of The Train Track
Loved Levi Coming To The Realization That Uncle Conrad & Dad Own The Same Ol' GuitarHappy Boy