| Lyrics: | They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad.
They call it stormy Monday, yes but
Tuesday's just as bad.
Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad.
The eagle flies
on Friday, Saturday I go out to play.
The eagle flies on Friday, but Saturday I go out to
play.
Sunday I go to church where I kneel down and pray.
And I say, "Lord have
mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Just trying to find
my baby, won't you please send her on back to me."
The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday
I go out to play.
The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play.
Sunday I go to
church, where I kneel down, Lord and I pray.
Then I say, "Lord have mercy, won't you
please have mercy on me.
Lord, oh Lord have mercy, yeah, won't you please, please have mercy on
me.
I'm just a-lookin' for my sweet babe, so won't you please send him home,
Send him on
home to me |
