και μιά και μιλάμε γιά στίχους....
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Moday, 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
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Just one more mornin
I had to wake up with the blues
Pulled myself outta bed, yeah
Put on my walkin shoes,
Went up on the mountain,
To see what I could see,
The whole world was fallin,
Right down in front of me.
cause Im hung up on dreams Ill never see, yeah baby.
Ahh help me baby, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
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I been run down, I been lied to,
I dont know why I let that mean woman make me a fool.
She took all my money, wrecked my new car.
Now shes with one of my goodtime buddies,
Theyre drinkin in some crosstown bar.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Good lord, I feel like Im dyin.
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Can you tell me, tell me, friend, just exactly where Ive been?
Is that so much to ask? Ill pay you back no matter what the task.
You seem really sure bout something I dont know,
Take that load off, looks like chests about to go.
Your wasted words already been heard, are you really god, yes or no?
Well, all day and half the night youre walkin round lookin such a fright.
Is it me or is it you? Id make a wager and Id hope to lose.
Times gone, looks like rome is bout to fall,
Next time take the elevator, please dont crawl.
Your wasted words so absurd, are you really satan, yes or no?
Well, I aint no saint and you sure as hell aint no savior,
Every other christmas I would practice good behavior.
That was then, this is now, dont ask me to be mister clean,
cause baby, I dont know how.
Ring my phone bout ten more times, we will see,
Find that broke down line and let it be.
Your wasted words wiill never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on tv
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Well, Ive got to run to keep from hiding,
And Im bound to keep on riding.
And Ive got one more silver dollar,
But Im not gonna let them catch me, no,
Not gonna let em catch the midnight rider.
And I dont own the clothes Im wearing,
And the road goes on forever,
And Ive got one more silver dollar,
But Im not gonna let them catch me, no
Not gonna let em catch the midnight rider.
And Ive gone by the point of caring,
Some old bed Ill soon be sharing,
And Ive got one more silver dollar,
Repeat three times and fade
But Im not gonna let em catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider.
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Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door
Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door
'Cause there's a man down there, might be your old man I don't know
Lord, you got me trapped, woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time, I won't be trapped no more
So raise our window, baby, I can ease out soft and slow
And Lord, your neighbors, no they won't be
Talking 'bout stuff that they don't know
Lord, I'm foolish to be here in the first place
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place
Ain't no way in the world I'm going out that front door
Cause there's a man down there, might be your old man I don't know
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