Lady Madonna Songtext
von Buck Owens

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonders how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money when you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was heaven-sent?

Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday mornings creep in like a nun
Monday′s child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonder how you manage to feed the rest
Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
Listenin' to the music playing in your head


Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning′s paper didn't come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending
See how they run

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonders how you manage to make ends meet
Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest

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Lady Madonna
Lady Madonna