Too soon to be out of bed
Too soon to be back at this bus-queue caper
Or fumbling for change for my picture paper
On a Monday morning
Wrong end of the week for a smile
Wrong end of the day for being civil
There’s many a saint would be a divil
On a Monday morning
Oh where is the weekend now?
Where is the whiskey and beer I tasted?
Gone the same way as the pay I’ve wasted
On a Monday morning
If only the birds were booze
If only the sun was a party giver
If only I could trade in this liver
On a Monday morning
My lover she lies asleep
My lover is warm and her heart is mellow
I'd trade you the world just to share her pillow
On a Monday morning
Too soon to be out of my bed
Too soon to be back at this bus-queue caper
Or fumbling for change for my picture paper
On a Monday morning
Lankum Songs Lyrics and Chords
- Willow Garden
- The Turkish Reveille
- The Granite Gaze
- Déanta in Éireann
- Bad Luck to the Rolling Water
- The Townie Polka
- Peat Bog Soldiers
- Sergeant William Bailey
- What Will We Do When We Have No Money?
- Hunting the Wren
- The Pride of Petravore
- The Dark Eyed Gypsy
- Katie Cruel
- Bear Creek
- Ode to Lullaby
- The Young People
- The Wild Rover
- The Turn
- On a Monday Morning
- Fugue III
- Lord Abore and Mary Flynn
- The New York Trader
- Netta Perseus
- Fugue II
- Newcastle
- Master Crowley's
- Fugue I
- Clear Away in the Morning
- Go Dig My Grave