Alice Smith
Wednesday’s Child
[Verse 1]
Monday’s child is ever smiling
Tuesday’s child will play in sun
Wednesday comes with a gun
Thursday tears have just begun
Friday ships are filled with crying

[Verse 2]
Monday seems so far away now
Tuesday was not bad at all
Wednesday came with a flame
Thursday never be the same
Friday ships are not returning

[Verse 3]
Monday’s child is torn asunder
Tuesday’s child is thrown in chains
Wednesday’s child used to smile
Thursday’s tears are now a Nile
Friday’s child is ever burning