Текст песни Nancy Sinatra - Friday`s Child, слова песни Nancy Sinatra

Текст песни Nancy Sinatra - Friday`s Child

Nancy Sinatra - Friday`s Child слова песни

Friday`s child.....Hard luck is her brotherFriday`s child.....Her sister`s miseryFriday`s child.....Her daddy they call hard timesFriday`s child.....That`s meFriday`s child.....Born a little uglyFriday`s child.... Good looks passed her by..ohFriday`s child.....Makes something look like nothingFriday`s child.....Am I..yaGuitar SoloFriday`s child.....Never climbed no mountainFriday`s child.....She ain`t even gonna tray..ohFriday`s child.....Whom they`ll forget to buryFriday`s child.....Am I

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Friday`s Child

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