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Sad, sad, day
Just when it seems
That life joyfully gleams
Sad, sad, day
Is brought our way,
Sad day, Go away
Go away, sad day,
Little Johnny want’s to play
So, sad day, just hide behind the sun,
Little Johnny wants to be happy and have some fun
Sad, sad day
This sorrow is just nature’s way,
Showing something isn’t right,
It does no good to try and fight
the sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, day
But we can wish that it will go away,
And it will, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday.
Wether it be, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday,
The sad day shall dissappear like a migician’s assistant,
If only our search for happiness is ever so persistent.
by
chad fisher |
