Every day was blue day,

'Til you loved me true,

Say, all my cares have run away!



(Scatting)



From Monday on

My cares are over,

From Monday on

I'll be in clover;

We picked on Monday

Because it's wash day,

And we'll wash

Our blues away.

From Monday on

The skies'll look bright;

Don't tell me different,

I know I'm right!

I'm gonna start shoutin', "Hey, hey!"

When he says, "Love, honor and obey;"

I'll be happy

From Monday on!