Call it stormy Monday
Lord, Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad, yeah
They, they, they, they, they, they, they call it stormy Monday
But, yeah, Tuesday's just as bad
And well, well, well
Saturday's something that you never had
Eagle, eagle, eagle, eagle, eagle, eagle, eagle flies on Friday
Saturday we go out and play, play, play
Eagle flies on Friday
You know, on Saturday we go out and play
Sunday we go to church, yeah
I don't listen anything they say
Oh Lord, Lord have mercy, yeah
You know my heart's in misery
You know, pray, "Lord have mercy"
My heart's in misery
Since I met this woman
I'm caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
Go, go, go, go
Thank you, Jimmy Witherspoon
Well, have you ever loved a woman
Caught her runnin' around?
Yes, have you ever loved a woman
Caught her runnin' around?
There's only one thing to do, boys
It's stop it, 'til they worn you down
Yes, and when you come home from work every evenin'
And everything you do is wrong
Yes, when you get home from work in the evenins'
And everything you do is wrong
Well, you might as well pack up that one suit and leave
Because someone's carryin' your roller off
Well, when I went to see my baby
She pulled the chains and locked the door
She says, "Bye, Witherspoon, I don't need your rollin' no more"
Ain't that just like a woman?
Yes, they'll leave you feeling awful bad
Yes, and all the time they know
This is my verse comin' up, this is mine
(Alright, all yours)
Well, some people have to love out in the parlor
Some people have to love in Lover's Lane
The Spoon likes to love in the wee hours of the mornin'
When it's pourin' down rain
Now she's gone and she's gone away
Yes, if she ever do wrong once, boys
She'll never do right, again
Yeah boy, never do right, again
Thank you, thank you, thank you
How 'bout it, Mr. Jimmy Witherspoon
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