Five Days a Week

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