
stormy monday-blues for the count - kenny burrell 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, sat-rday i go out to play.
the eagle flies on friday, but sat-rday 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 sat-rday i go out to play.
the eagle flies on friday, on sat-rday 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.”
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