Letra de Stormy Monday / Lonely Avenue - Van Morrison

Call it stormy Monday
Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad
You know they call it stormy Monday
Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad
And Wednesday's are worse
And Thursday's oh so sad

The eagle flies on Friday
Lord, and Saturday we go out and play
The eagle flies on Friday
Well, lord, and Saturday we go out an play
Uh-huh-huh

And Sunday we go to church
And I kneel down and pray
And this is what I say:

Look, Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy on me
I do
I cry Lord have mercy
Lord, have mercy on me, on me, um
You know I'm tryin', tryin' to find my baby
Won't somebody please send her on home to me?
Oh Lord

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Well my room has got two windows
The sunlight never comes through
I'm so sad and lonely, baby
Since I broke off baby with you

I live on a lonely avenue
Little girl, since you said you're through
Now I feel so sad and blue
It's all because of you
I could die, I could die, I could die
I could die, I could die, I could die
I live on a lonely avenue

My pillow is made of lead
And my cover is made of stone
I toss and turn every night
I'm not used to livin' alone

I live on a lonely avenue
Girl, since you said we're through
And I feel so sad and blue
You know it's all because of you
I could die, I could die, I could die
I could cry, I could cry, I could cry
I live on a Lonely Avenue