Friday’s Child Nancy Sinatra

[Verse 1]
(Friday's child)
Friday's child, hard luck is her brother
(Friday's child)
Friday's child, her sister's misery, oh
Friday's child, her daddy they call hard times
Friday's child, that's me

[Verse 2]
(Friday's child)
Friday's child, born a little ugly
(Friday's child)
Friday's child, good looks passed her by, oh
Friday's child makes something look like nothing
Friday's child am I

[Bridge]
(Friday's child)
(Friday's child)

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
(Friday's child)
Friday's child never climbed no mountain
(Friday's child)
Friday's child, she ain't even gonna try, oh
Friday's child, they'll forget to bury
Friday's child am I, yeah