On A Monday Morning

Am C Am Too soon to be out o' me bed Am C G Em Am Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper, Am C G Am Or fumbling for change for me picture paper, G Am On a Monday morning. Am C Am Oh where did the weekend go? Am C G Em Am Where is the whisky and the beer I've tasted? Am C G Am Gone the same way as the pay I've wasted, G Am On a Monday morning. Am C Am If only the birds were booze, Am C G Em Am If only the sun was a party giver, Am C G Em Am If I could just give someone else my liver, G Am On a Monday morning. Am C Am My lover she lies asleep, Am C G Em Am My lover is warm and her heart is mellow, Am C G Am I'd give all the world to share her pillow, G Am On a Monday morning. Am C Am Too soon in the week for a smile, Am C G Em Am Too soon in the week for being civil. Am C G Am There's many a saint who would be a devil, G Am On a Monday morning.