Il testo della Stormy monday blues

They call it stormy monday
But tuesdays just as bad
They call it stormy monday
But tuesdays just as bad
Wednesdays worse, lord
And thursdays all so sad

The eagle flies on friday
Saturday i go out to play
Yes, the eagle flies on friday
Saturday i go out to play
Sunday i go to church
And i kneel down and pray, woah, woah, yeah

And this is what i said, baby
Lord, lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me
You know i cried
Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me
You know im tryin to find my baby
Wont somebody please send her home to me

Well, i cried
Lord, have mercy, lord have mercy on me
You know im tryin, tryin to find my baby
Woah, send her home to me, woah, yeah