Every Monday, would it be Sunday
The day she'll be wearing sunflowers on her skirt?
Every time I see you around
Oh, I don't believe them
Oh, I don't believe them
As they kiss their baby
My mother and father
Love one another
As the Lord
Does love them
And it looks so easy
Yeah, it looks so easy
It's not that easy
After all
Sister, while my voice is still strong
And while we still remember
How it feels
How it hurts
And how it yearns
Well every Monday, would it be Sunday
The day we'll go see all our friends?
Every time I see them
Oh, I don't believe them
Oh, I don't believe them
As they kiss their babies
As they kiss their babies
As they kiss their babies
