Every day was blue day,
`Til you loved me true,
Say, all my cares have run away!
(Scatting)
From Monday on
My cares are over,
From Monday on
I`ll be in clover;
We picked on Monday
Because it`s wash day,
And we`ll wash
Our blues away.
From Monday on
The skies`ll look bright;
Don`t tell me different,
I know I`m right!
I`m gonna start shoutin`, `Hey, hey!`
When he says, `Love, honor and obey;`
I`ll be happy
From Monday on!