Friday's Child

From the North

to the South,

ya' walked all the way.

Ya' know ya' left your,

left your home

for good to stay,

while ya' built all,

all of your castles

in the sun,

and I watched ya' knock 'em down,

knock 'em down, each and every one.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

No.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

And I watched you

'fore you 'came too ol' (??)

and I tol' ya'

a long time before ya' ever came to be told,

"You've got somethin'

that they all wanna know.

You gotta hold on

and never ever let go."

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

No, no.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' cannot stop now,

ya' can't stop.

There ya' go,

there ya' go, rainbows hangin' around your feet,

and you're makin' out,

you're makin' out with everyone that you meet.

even havin' a ball

and stayin' up late,

and watched the sun come up

'round Nottinghill Gate.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

No, no.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' cannot stop.

You're drivin'.

Aaowwh,

no no no no no no no no no,

ya' cannot stop now.

You're too much.

Ya' can't stop, ya' can't stop, ya' can't stop, can't stop, no.