(T. Bone Walker)

Call it stormy Monday

Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad

You know they call it stormy Monday

Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad

And Wednesday's are worse

And Thursday's oh so sad



The eagle flies on Friday

Lord, and Saturday we go out and play

The eagle flies on Friday

Well, Lord, and Saturday we go out an play

Uh-huh-huh



And Sunday we go to church

And I kneel down and pray

And this is what I say:



Look, Lord have mercy

Lord have mercy on me

I do

I cry Lord have mercy

Lord, have mercy on me, on me, um

You know I'm tryin', tryin' to find my baby

Won't somebody please send her on home to me?

Oh Lord



(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)