Monday To Sunday

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Monday got my boots on Coffee in a cracked-up cup Boss man took my hours Still I show and don’t give up Mama said, “Hold your line” Keep your name when the money dry They want bread, they want time Want the shine from your tired eyes [Pre-Chorus] Tuesday through Friday I’m bent but I’m blessed Hands keep reaching Out of my chest If the road gets hungry I still won’t fold There’s a light in my pocket And a story to hold [Chorus] Monday to Sunday I’m still here Monday to Sunday God’s reward is near Men give out awards Then they turn away But God sees me God will pay [Verse 2] Saturday, I’m fixing fences Sunday, I’m folding chairs Little ones in the backseat Sleeping with their hair undone there Neighbors talk in circles Like a plate passed cold But I got a fire in my ribs And a hand to hold [Pre-Chorus] Tuesday through Friday I’m bent but I’m blessed Hands keep reaching Out of my chest If the road gets hungry I still won’t fold There’s a light in my pocket And a story to hold [Chorus] Monday to Sunday I’m still here Monday to Sunday God’s reward is near Men give out awards Then they turn away But God sees me God will pay [Bridge] When the table runs empty And the room gets small I hear my father singing Through the crack in the wall No medal can feed me No trophy can stay But mercy comes morning And it knows my name [Final Chorus] Monday to Sunday I’m still here Monday to Sunday God’s reward is near Men give out awards Then they turn away But God sees me God will pay Monday to Sunday I’m still here Monday to Sunday God’s reward is near