Matt Monro
Wednesday’s Child
Wednesday's child is a child of woe
Wednesday's child cries alone, I know
When you smiled, just for me you smiled
For awhile I forgot I was Wednesday's child

Friday's child wins at love, they say
In your arms Friday was my day
Now you're gone, well I should have known
I am Wednesday's child, born to be alone

Now you're gone, well I should have known
I am Wednesday's child, born to be alone

Wednesday's child, born to be alone