Sunday's Child Songtext

Phil Keaggy

von Phil Keaggy And Sunday's Child

Sunday's Child Songtext
Sunday's child .

Monday's child was feeling blue
Tuesday's child, who noticed you?
Wednesday's child is full of woe
Thursday's child is dressed up with no place to go.

Friday's child and Saturday
Out there running wild
Since she's met the King of hearts
They call her Sunday's child.

Sunday's child, oh yeah
Sunday's child, oh yeah.

Sunday's child .

Some they cry all through the night
A few send up, a wishing kite
When the day comes to an end
There you sit all alone feeling empty again.

Frightened by each sadder day
So long since you smiled
You will find no peace of mind
Until you're Sunday's child.

Sunday's child, oh yeah
Sunday's child, oh yeah.
Every day of the week
Every month of the year
While time is still on your side
Take the love that is here.

Monday's child was feeling blue
Tuesday's child, who noticed you?
Wednesday's child was full of woe
Thursday's child was dressed up with no place to go.

Friday's child and Saturday
Out there running wild
Since she's met the King of hearts
They call her Sunday's child.

Sunday's child, oh yeah
Sunday's child, oh yeah.

Sunday's child, oh yeah
Sunday's child, oh yeah.
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