Mondays child is fair of face

Tuesdays child is full of grace

And Wednesday, she’s filled with woe

And the way things are going on here

It’s so hard to know

Cause Everyday is just the same

There are no answers to it

The very future never came

Just like words someone put to it

It makes no difference anyway

Cause the truth is after Sundays

It only leads to Monday

Thursdays child has far to go

Seems she’s looking beyond putting her heel

in front of her toe

Fridays child

She’s loving and giving

Yeah, she’s always giving me a call

To see if I’m still living

Working on Saturday

This child yearns to find

Somehow, someway

A little piece of mind

But I’m thinking, I have lost me way

Cause the truth is after Sunday

It only leads to Monday