Genre: folk
Author/Performer: The Carpenters
Talking to myself and feeling old.
Sometimes I'd like to quit--
Nothing ever seems to fit.
Hanging around, nothing to do but frown.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.
What I've got they used to call the blues.
Nothing is really wrong.
Feeling like I don't belong.
Walking around, some kind of lonely clown.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.
Funny, but it seems I always
Wind up here with you.
Nice to know somebody loves me.
Funny, but it seems
That it's the only thing to do--
Run and find the one who loves me.
What I feel has come and gone before.
No need to talk it out.
We know what its all about.
Hanging around, nothing to do but frown.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.
Funny but it seems
That it's the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me.
What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
We know what it's all about.
Hanging around. Nothing to do but frown.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Hanging around. Nothing to do but frown.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
