Rainy days and Mondays

Talkin' to myself and feelin' old. Sometimes I'd like to quit. Nothing ever seems to fit. Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown. Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.

What I've got they used to call the blues. Nothin' is really wrong, feelin' like I don't belong. Walkin' 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 it's all about. Hangin' around ... nothing to do but frown. Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.

(We don't get this weather often in Tucson. Had about 5 minutes of sleety hail, blustery winds, and slight accumulation. It's what I call a genuine weather event. Immediately before the sleet fell I got news that my 101-year-old great grandmother died on Sunday. It's OK, though. It ends with a rainbow.)

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