Talking to myself and feeling old
Sometimes I’d like to quit

Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around, nothing to do but frown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down
What I’ve got they used to call the blues

Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don’t belong

Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down

Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you
It’s nice to know somebody loves me

Funny but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
To run and find the one who loves me

(*) what I feel is come and gone before
No need to talk it out

We know what it’s all about
Hanging around, nothing to do but frown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down
Funny but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me

Repeat (*)
Hangin around, nothing do to but frown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down

steve ray

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-sung-by-the-carpenters/