Will Young - Friday's Child lyrics

[Will Young - Friday's Child lyrics]

We've been told to live our lives
Just workin' on the feelin'
Waitin' for the sun to shine on
What we do believe in
In every man I hear the cry of someone else
A drownin' man reachin' out but no one hears
I know a man livin' out
His life without a reason and he says
Monday's got a beautiful baby
And Wednesday's child can never win
Little Saturday will work till he's crazy
But Friday's child, he was born to give
Now what about all the unborn
People that will suffer
At the hands of Mr right
Who cares about no other
I see a mother who lets
Her children use her up
I know a father who just
Sacrificed his wayward son
I wonder what you give that


Someone else is needin' next to nothin'
Monday's got a beautiful baby
Wednesday's child can never win
Little Saturday will work till he's crazy
But Friday's child, he was born to give
Monday's got a beautiful baby
Wednesday's child can never win
Little Saturday will work till he's crazy
But Friday's child, this here you say
Monday's got a beautiful baby
Wednesday's child can never win
Little Saturday will work till he's crazy
But Friday's child he was Friday's child
He was Friday's child friday's child
Friday's child

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