Nancy Sinatra

Friday`s Child

by Nancy Sinatra

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Lyrics

Fridays child.....Hard luck is her brother

Fridays child.....Her sisters misery

Fridays child.....Her daddy they call hard times

Fridays child.....Thats me

Fridays child.....Born a little ugly

Fridays child.... Good looks passed her by..oh

Fridays child.....Makes something look like nothing

Fridays child.....Am I..ya

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Fridays child.....Never climbed no mountain

Fridays child.....She aint even gonna tray..oh

Fridays child.....Whom theyll forget to bury

Fridays child.....Am I