Friday's Child
Friday's child.....Hard luck is her brotherFriday's child.....Her sister's miseryFriday's child.....Her daddy they call hard timesFriday's child.....That's me
Friday's child.....Born a little uglyFriday's child.... Good looks passed her by..ohFriday's child.....Makes something look like nothingFriday's child.....Am I..ya
Guitar Solo
Friday's child.....Never climbed no mountainFriday's child.....She ain't even gonna tray..ohFriday's child.....Whom they'll forget to buryFriday's child.....Am I