Wicked Lester Too Many Mondays
[Verse]Nothing much worth takin'
Only years of things to leave behind
Mama quit your cryin'
Don't keep tellin' me I've lost my mind
Now I'm tired of making good and feeling bad
When I came to this morning
It came to me I had. . .
[Chorus]
Too many Mondays in my life
Too many mornings when I hate to see the light
Too many Mondays that keep a comin' 'round too soon
And too few free and easy Sunday afternoons
[Verse]
Living can be dying
When the days are only marking time
Mama now we've made it
Can't you see it wasn't worth the climb
Now there's something missin' and I don't know what
But the more I think about it
The more I know I've got
[Chorus]
There are songs and sweet tomorrows
Tuggin' at my sleeve, Mama don't you see
They're calling me, calling me
Got to be leaving
[Chorus]
Too many Mondays in my life
Too many Mondays in my life
Too many Mondays in my life
Too many Mondays in my life
Too many Mondays in my life
Too many Mondays in my life (fade out)