Rita Coolidge - Stormy Monday | Текст песни

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They call it stormy Monday but Tuesday’s just as bad
They call it stormy Monday but Tuesday’s just as bad
Wednesday is worse and Thursday’s also sad

The eagle flies on Friday; Saturday I go out to play
The eagle flies on Friday; Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, hmm ,
That’s when I get down on my knees and pray

I said Lord have mercy,
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy on me
Yeah Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord have mercy on me
Don’t you know I’m just trying to find my baby
Won’t somebody please send him on home to me
Oh yeah

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