IT'S MONDAY EVERY DAY


as recorded by Della Reese. 1957


It's Monday every day since you're gone,
Yes and it's blue time all the time from now on.
Now what if it's Tuesday to Sunday
And that old sun keeps saying "Howdy!",
It won't change my mood,
I just sit and brood,
As far as I'm concerned it's Monday and it's cloudy!

It's Winter a through the year
Since you went.
You know they tried to tell me Spring was here,
But what has it meant?
I only know my life is simply nothing,
It's bare as a dying tree,
Because it's Monday every day, baby, till you come back o me!

I only know my life is simply nothing,
Why it's as bare as a dying tree,
And it's Monday every day, baby, till you come back to me,
Baby, till you come back to me!





(Transcribed by Peter Akers - September 2015)