lord, how i dread the weekend

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Monday all the birds take their places.
On branches buttered by the rising sun.
Tuesday I'm up early with a smile on my face:
The day's begun!

But, oh, lord, how I dread the weekend
How I wish it would never come.
Lord, how I dread the weekend
Here it comes, here it comes
Here the loneliness comes.

Wednesday pretty gray clouds cover up the sunrise
I feel the cool sweet raindrops on my face.
Thursday throws out yellow light as the breaking sun
Takes his rightful place.

But, oh, lord, how I dread the weekend
How I wish it would never come.
Lord, how I dread the weekend
Here it comes, here it comes
Here the loneliness comes.

Friday I say farewell to the children's faces.
I waste away adrift in the saturday sun.
I haunt the bars and sit alone in all the same places 
'Til monday comes.

Oh, lord, how I dread the weekend
How I wish it would never come.
Lord, how I dread the weekend
Here it comes, here it comes
Here the emptiness comes.
Here it comes, here it comes
Here the loneliness comes.
Here it comes here it comes
Here it comes

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