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They call it stormy Monday but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse, Lord, and Thursday's all so sad
The eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Yes, the eagle flies on Friday and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church and I kneel down and pray
And this is what I say, baby
"Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me"
You know I cried
"Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me"
You know I'm tryin', tryin' to find my baby
Won't somebody please send her home to me?
Well, I cried
"Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me"
I said I cried
"Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy on me"
You know I'm tryin', tryin' to find my baby
Won't you send her home to me? Oh yeah