M is for Monday Morning Coming Down

Scott Weldon of First Southern Baptist Church of Marshfield, MO - this is for you brother!

Disclaimer: Although I wrote this for my friend who, like most of us, sometimes struggles with Mondays, I am not nor do I intend to imply that Scott bets on football games, likes fried chicken, is a friend of hippies, or maintains blurry eyes. This is just a parody of Kris Kristofferson's Sunday Morning Coming Down!https://youtu.be/ED5s1-Fe9FA

Monday Morning's Back Again

 

Well, I woke up Monday morning

with one idea to stop the hurt

I had to put on a pot of black coffee

And wait for it to perk

Then I faced the fact the weekend was over

Now I have to go back to work

So I washed my teeth and brushed my face

And fell down the stairs to meet the day

I’d smote my brain the last two days

With football bets I’d been a pickin'

Went out to eat and stuffed my face

With tons of fried chicken

We all went to church

And thought about what momma was fixin'

And Lord, it too me back to knowing this was Monday

Someway, somehow I had to face the fact

On a Monday morning wakeup

I’m wishing, Lord, that I was home

Cause there’s something in a Monday

That makes a man grab a phone

And there’s nothing short a’ lying

When I tell the boss I can’t come in

Cause my eyes are way to blurry

And Monday morning’s back again

In the park I saw a hippie

With a fire upped joint he was smoking

And I sat beside a friend of mine

And listened to all his joking

Then I stumbled down the street

And somewhere someone was poking

Me with a stick in his hand

Like the disappearing plans of yesterday

As I stand in line for coffee
I'm wishing just one time I could hear
that the news was telling us all
Monday's been cancelled for a year
then we would have reason to celebrate
And somewhere everyone would cheer
and all the noise they made
was like the raging sounds of rushing wind

On a Monday morning wakeup

I’m wishing, Lord, that I was home

Cause there’s something in a Monday

That makes a man grab a phone

And there’s nothing short a’ lying

When I tell the boss I can’t come in

Cause my eyes are way to blurry

And Monday morning’s back again