Monday Morning Blues

Monday Morning Blues

The sun is shining, it’s Thursday afternoon
Just another day with the Monday morning blues
When Sunday comes its gonna' feel the same
And from the way things are going
It sure looks like it’s going to be Monday morning
Over and over and over again
It sure looks like it’s going to be Monday morning,
Every day for the rest of the week
I could pretend its Friday, ain’t that a good day
Right there hanging on to the end of the week
I could wish it was a Saturday night
Waiting for Sunday to come around and show its face
I could be out painting the town my own shade of blue
But the way things are going right now
I know, I’d just get drunk and spill my whiskey sour
No matter what I do the days all feel the same
My tomorrows never seem to have their own name
It sure looks like it’s going to be Monday morning
Over and over and over again
It sure looks like it’s going to be Monday morning,
Every day for the rest of the week
It sure feels like a Monday morning to me
Because every day’s a Monday morning
When you’re not around