Bobbie Gentry - Hurry, Tuesday Child lyrics

Hurry Tuesday child

Its time to be a goin'

Your good news day, child

Has come at last

Hold your chance in your dusty hand

One way ticket to a promised land

I understand

No more blues day child

Hard time is far behind you

Hurry Tuesday child

Your fortune's gonna find you

Oh the good life is just ahead

Satin shoes and a feather bed

Instead of

Yes ma'am, no sir, yes sir, right away sir

No more week's done, may I have my pay, sir

No more have to do, can't do, don't do

Here's your chance to do anything you want to do

Hurry Tuesday child

Go on before its too late

Dream comes trues-day child

Comes once and it won't wait

Slip all you own In a paper sack

Got nothing to hold you, got nothing to pack

You won't be back

Tuesday child