They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad. They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad. Lord, and Wednesday's worse, Thursday's also sad. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play. The eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play. Sunday I goto church yeah, well then I kneel to pray. Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me. Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me. Ya know I'm tryin, tryin to find my baby, Won't somebody please send her home? Oh, Lord. Lord, have mercy, Lord have mercy on me. Yeah, I cry then, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me. Everyday, cause ya know I'm a-tryin, tryin, tryin to find my baby. Oh, whoa, send her home to me. Yeah, alright.Top of Page
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to meTop of Page
It's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor It's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor It's a lowdown dirty deal when your woman don't want you no more I tried to please her but it only made her mad I tried to please her but it only made her mad She done strip me and took everything I had Now what you gonna do with a woman like that? Now what you gonna do with a woman like that? Who takes all your money yes and leaves you flat? Yes it's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor It's a lowdown dirty deal when your woman don't want you no more Now it was money in the morning, and money every night If I didn't have no money, she was ready to fight It's great to be rich and a doggone shame to be poor It's a lowdown dirty deal when your woman don't want you no moreTop of Page
This is a mean old world, baby, to live in by yourself This is a mean old world to live in by your self When you can't get the woman you love, you know she's loving someone else Well, I drink to keep from worrying and I smile to keep from crying I drink to keep from worrying, baby, I smile to keep from crying That's to keep the public from knowing just what I have on my mind Some day, some day, baby, I'll be six feet in my grave Some day, some day, darling, I'll be six feet in my grave And, I won't be around here to be mistreated, darling, like a low-down slaveTop of Page