Sunday Morning is a cover of The Velvet Underground song that was released as a b-side on the 1990 James single Lose Control and the 2001 B-Sides Ultra compilation.
It was originally recorded for the Imaginary Records compilation tribute album to the Velvet Underground “Heaven and Hell” released in September 1990 and it also appears on the Come Home live video and dvd.
Sunday Morning was chosen as the Velvets cover due to the fact the song would allow both violin and trumpet in James’ interpretation. Tim finishes the song with an inspired medley of lines from other famous Velvet Underground songs.
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Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's just restless feelings in my side
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
I am falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to go down
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Not another Sunday morning
Everyday is just like a Sunday morning
Everyday waiting for a happy Monday morning
Let's go for a walk from my Chelsea Hotel
Down the sidewalks to Greenwich Village
Past CBGBs
Max Kansas City
Let's go meet Sam Shepherd and Robert Mapplethorpe
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way
That's the way to develop charm
I'm waiting for my man
Waiting for my man
Black leather angel
But he don't work weekends
He don't work
Do you have anything for me
Do you know where I can score
Do you know where I can find a doctor at this late hour
Where I can score some sweet Jane
Some sweet Jane
You're my heroine
You're my sweet angel heroine
My sweet black angel of heroin
I've got pale blue eyes and pale blue skin
Sunday Morning
It's just restless feelings in my side
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
I am falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to go down
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Not another Sunday morning
Everyday is just like a Sunday morning
Everyday waiting for a happy Monday morning
Let's go for a walk from my Chelsea Hotel
Down the sidewalks to Greenwich Village
Past CBGBs
Max Kansas City
Let's go meet Sam Shepherd and Robert Mapplethorpe
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way
That's the way to develop charm
I'm waiting for my man
Waiting for my man
Black leather angel
But he don't work weekends
He don't work
Do you have anything for me
Do you know where I can score
Do you know where I can find a doctor at this late hour
Where I can score some sweet Jane
Some sweet Jane
You're my heroine
You're my sweet angel heroine
My sweet black angel of heroin
I've got pale blue eyes and pale blue skin
| Song: | Sunday Morning (by The Velvet Underground) |
| Released: | 1st October 1990 |
| Main Associated Album (or Single): | Lose Control |
| First Heard Live: | BBC Radio 1 John Peel – 10th April 1990 |
- Heaven And Hell :Compilation (non James), Album, 1990
- Lose Control CD promo :Promo, Single, 1990
- Lose Control :Studio, Single, 1990
- Sit Down (Canada) :Studio, Single, 1991
- Come Home Live :Live, VHS, 1991
- James (Japan) :Compilation, Album, 1991
- Born Of Frustration (US) :Studio, Single, 1992
- Born Of Frustration USA CD promo :Promo, Single, 1992
- B-Sides Ultra (CDR promo) :Promo, Album, 2001
- B-Sides Ultra :Compilation, Album, 2001
- B-Sides Ultra (Thailand) :Studio, Album, 2001
- The Gathering Sound (full promo) :Promo, Box Set, 2012
- The Gathering Sound :Compilation, Box Set, 2012
- 1990 Singles & B-Sides :Compilation, Album, 2023
- Thessaloniki Ivanofeio – 4th October 2011
- Funchal Live Music Festival – 21st August 2011
- Viseu Festo do Sao Mateos – 20th August 2011
- Stockholm Moderna Museet – 27th June 1992
- Lisbon Coliseu dos Recreios – 8th May 1992
- Milan City Square – 5th May 1992
- Amsterdam Paradiso – 22nd April 1992
- Warrington Parr Hall (afternoon) – 20th December 1991
- Glasgow Barrowlands – 6th November 1991
- Oxford Apollo – 20th October 1991
- London Camden Underworld – 14th August 1991
- Belfort Eurockeennes Festival – 23rd June 1991
- Lausanne Dolce Vita – 22nd June 1991
- Manchester G-Mex – 8th December 1990
- London Brixton Academy – 6th December 1990
- Glasgow Barrowlands – 4th December 1990
- Newcastle Mayfair – 3rd December 1990
- BBC Radio 1 John Peel – 10th April 1990
James - Sunday Morning
Taken from the single Lose Control
Written by Lou Reed, performed by James
Solo:
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Song Structure:
During the song Larry plays arpeggios based on the chords, occasionally adding little excerpts in from the solo. The solo itself occurs about 1:50 in.
When Tim starts to improvise the chords F and Bb just repeat over and over, which you can hear Larry strumming.
On the Come Home Live version, Larry ends by playing the chords F C Bb as A derived bar chords going down the neck.
Lyrics/Chords:
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F C Dm G C
It's just restless feelings in my side
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F C Dm G C
It's just the wasted years so close behind
F Bb
Watch out the world's behind you
F Bb
Watch out someone's around you
Gm Eb C
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
I am falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to go down
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Not another Sunday morning
Everyday is just like a Sunday morning
Everyday waiting for a happy Monday morning
Let's go for a walk from my Chelsea Hotel
Down the sidewalks to Greenwich Village
Past CBGBs
Max Kansas City
Let's go meet Sam Shepherd and Robert Mapplethorpe
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way
That's the way to develop charm
I'm waiting for my man
Waiting for my man
Black leather angel
But he don't work weekends
He don't work
Do you have anything for me
Do you know where I can score
Do you know where I can find a doctor at this late hour
Where I can score some sweet Jane
Some sweet Jane
You're my heroine
You're my sweet angel heroine
My sweet black angel of heroin
I've got pale blue eyes and pale blue skin
Transcribed by Alex Carter 2001.
alex@shandy3000.fsnet.co.uk
Taken from the single Lose Control
Written by Lou Reed, performed by James
Solo:
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D--7---------7------------------------7---------7-----------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------------
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B-----------------------------------------------------------------------
G----5-5h7p5---5--7-7/10-10/12107-----5-5h7p5---5--7-7/10-10/1210-10-
D--7---------7------------------------7---------7-----------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------------
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B-----------------------------------------------------------------------
G--12/14-12h14-14-12/14-12/14-12/14p12-10-10/12-127/109---------------
D-----------------------------------------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Song Structure:
During the song Larry plays arpeggios based on the chords, occasionally adding little excerpts in from the solo. The solo itself occurs about 1:50 in.
When Tim starts to improvise the chords F and Bb just repeat over and over, which you can hear Larry strumming.
On the Come Home Live version, Larry ends by playing the chords F C Bb as A derived bar chords going down the neck.
Lyrics/Chords:
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F C Dm G C
It's just restless feelings in my side
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F Bb
Sunday Morning
F C Dm G C
It's just the wasted years so close behind
F Bb
Watch out the world's behind you
F Bb
Watch out someone's around you
Gm Eb C
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
I am falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to go down
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Not another Sunday morning
Everyday is just like a Sunday morning
Everyday waiting for a happy Monday morning
Let's go for a walk from my Chelsea Hotel
Down the sidewalks to Greenwich Village
Past CBGBs
Max Kansas City
Let's go meet Sam Shepherd and Robert Mapplethorpe
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way to sell New York
A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way
That's the way to develop charm
I'm waiting for my man
Waiting for my man
Black leather angel
But he don't work weekends
He don't work
Do you have anything for me
Do you know where I can score
Do you know where I can find a doctor at this late hour
Where I can score some sweet Jane
Some sweet Jane
You're my heroine
You're my sweet angel heroine
My sweet black angel of heroin
I've got pale blue eyes and pale blue skin
Transcribed by Alex Carter 2001.
alex@shandy3000.fsnet.co.uk