Lady Madonna Lyrics

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money when you pay the rent
Did you think that money was heaven sent

Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creep in like a nun
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest
See how they run

Tuesday's child is full of grace
Wednesday's child is full of woe
Thursday's child has far to go
Ask the child who knows

Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday's child is full of grace

Thursday's child has far to go
Wednesday's child is full of woe
And the child who learns to dance at an early age
Gets the best in life, as he turns the page