Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sunday's Child , by - Phil Keaggy. Song from the album Phil Keaggy And Sunday's Child, in the genre Release date: 31.12.1987
Record label: Word
Song language: English
Sunday's Child |
| Monday’s child was feeling blue |
| Tuesday’s child, who noticed you? |
| Wednesday’s child is full of woe |
| Thursday’s child is dressed up with no place to go |
| Friday’s child and Saturday |
| Out there running wild |
| Since she’s met the King of hearts |
| They call her Sunday’s child |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Sunday’s child |
| Some they cry all through the night |
| A few send up, a wishing kite |
| When the day comes to an end |
| There you sit all alone feeling empty again |
| Frightened by each sadder day |
| So long since you smiled |
| You will find no peace of mind |
| Until you’re Sunday’s child |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Every day of the week |
| Every month of the year |
| While time is still on your side |
| Take the love that is here |
| Monday’s child was feeling blue |
| Tuesday’s child, who noticed you? |
| Wednesday’s child was full of woe |
| Thursday’s child was dressed up with no place to go |
| Friday’s child and Saturday |
| Out there running wild |
| Since she’s met the King of hearts |
| They call her Sunday’s child |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |
| Sunday’s child, oh yeah |