Bobbie Gentry - Hurry, Tuesday Child Lyrics
Hurry Tuesday childIts time to be a goin'Your good news day, childHas come at lastHold your chance in your dusty handOne way ticket to a promised landI understandNo more blues day childHard time is far behind youHurry Tuesday childYour fortune's gonna find youOh the good life is just aheadSatin shoes and a feather bedInstead ofYes ma'am, no sir, yes sir, right away sirNo more week's done, may I have my pay, sirNo more have to do, can't do, don't doHere's your chance to do anything you want to doHurry Tuesday childGo on before its too lateDream comes trues-day childComes once and it won't waitSlip all you own In a paper sackGot nothing to hold you, got nothing to packYou won't be backTuesday child