Yahwe Mutabo - Sad Friday Тексты

Sad Friday
They call it stormy Thursday but Friday's just as sad
They call it stormy Thursday but Friday's just as sad
Monday is worse and Tuessday's also sad

The eagle flies on Christmas Eve I go out to play
The eagle flies on Christmas Eve I go out to play
I go to church that's when I get down on my knees
And I pray

I say Lord have mercy oh Lord Lord Lord have mercy on me
Yeah Lord Lord Lord Lord have mercy on me
Don't you know I'm just trying to find my baby
Won't somebody please send him home to me

Oh yeah Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on me
Don't you know I'm trying to find my baby
Won't somebody please send him home to me
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