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Songwriters: T-bone Walker
They called it stormy Monday
And Tuesday's just as bad
They called it stormy Monday
Tuesday's just as bad
A young man that inspired me on a guitar,
Mr. T-Bone Walker, I'm gonna do one of his tunes
for you ladies and gentlemen
Called Stormy Monday, if
A young man that inspired me on a guitar,
Mr. T-Bone Walker, I'm gonna do one of his tunes
for you ladies and gentlemen
Called Stormy Monday, if
A young man that inspired me on a guitar,
Mr. T-Bone Walker, I'm gonna do one of his tunes
for you ladies and gentlemen
Called Stormy Monday, if
Got the Monday mornin' blues
Monday wasn't really real
Oh, lying on a naked bed
With an Alka Seltzer head

Oh, Lucy looked sweet just a-strollin'
Busted and broken there's no hopin' for me.

So let's go together and drink ourselves sick
Let's face the stormy weather by taking a trip
It's
good"
But we can heal it on a Sunday with a good book (but)
Oft we deal it on a Monday for a good look (and)
Make it part of the campaign, to withstand
Hey, my name is not Protocol
And I ain't nobody's stigma or statistic
Hey, hey lady, you know who you are.
You think you helpin' me by insertin'
Last night it came upon me
Got the blues upon sunrise
As I reached to touch your shoulder,
I was struck by the surprise

You packed up your
the Swarm
Day 2 breaks, it's a stormy Monday
My ninjas lay in revines and ditches
Underneath shrubs and leaves
They breathed through underwater reeds
it
Remember back in da days 

On a Sunday afternoon
Me and the crew, just jammin' the oldie tune
The weather was cool and the sky was blue
it
Remember back in da days 

On a Sunday afternoon
Me and the crew, just jammin' the oldie tune
The weather was cool and the sky was blue
Lyrical muderer, microphone bone crusher
Yeah yeah why'all
Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah

Now check the mic stalker, will wear you out like Walker
It was a dark and stormy night,
when five children of the Lotus crept into a local cemetery,
their intentions were nothing more than to smoke