Lyrics
Monday morning comes too soon
I see the red sun rise
I feel like I ain't slept at all
The sleep's still in my eyes
There ain't no time to turn again
And love her where she lies
Have you seen the long, long line
Of men with their work clothes on?
The factory gates swing open wide
At the break of Monday dawn
I wish that I could stay with you
Till the night is almost gone
Five days a week
And three nights in your arms
Tell the children to sit up straight
And wash behind their ears
Don't be staying up too late
Don't stop to count the fears
I'll retire on half my pay
In only thirty years
Have you seen the long, long line
Of men with their work clothes on?
The factory gates swing open wide
At the break of Monday dawn
I wish that I could stay with you
Till the night is almost gone
Five days a week
And three nights in your arms
Sometimes I wish that for just one time
I could be a rich man's son
And lie with you in a lover's bed
Until the morning comes
But you've got to go where the pay checks roll
When there ain't no work at home
Have you seen the long, long line
Of men with their work clothes on?
The factory gates swing open wide
At the break of Monday dawn
I wish that I could stay with you
Till the night is almost gone
Five days a week
And three nights in your arms