Lyric Stormy Monday

by T-Bone Walker

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."