Stormy Monday / Lonely Avenue lyrics

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, and Thursday's also sad

Yes, the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play

Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me

Well my room has got two windows
The sunlight never comes through
I'm so sad and lonely, baby
Since I broke off baby with you
I live on a lonely avenue
Little girl, since you said you're through
Now I feel so sad and blue
It's all because of you
I could die, I could die, I could die
I could die, I could die, I could die
I live on a lonely avenue
My pillow is made of lead
And my cover is made of stone
I toss and turn every night
I'm not used to livin' alone
I live on a lonely avenue
Girl, since you said we're through
And I feel so sad and blue
You know it's all because of you
I could die, I could die, I could die
I could cry, I could cry, I could cry
I live on a Lonely Avenue

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