Stormy Monday
B.B. King & T-Bone Walker Lyrics
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They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad
Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me
The lyrics to "Stormy Monday" by B.B. King & T-Bone Walker convey a sense of hopelessness and despair. The repetition of the phrase "They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad" suggests that the troubles faced by the singer are ongoing and never-ending. The following lines then build upon this feeling of desolation, describing increasingly worse days until ending on a hopeful note with the eagle flying on Friday and the singer going out to play on Saturday. However, this sense of happiness is short-lived as he then returns to his troubles when he goes to church on Sunday and prays for mercy.
The final lines reveal the true source of the singer's misery - his longing for his lost love. He pleads with the Lord to have mercy on him and help him be reunited with his baby. Through his words, we can feel his sadness and pain, as he desperately seeks relief from his heartache.
Line by Line Meaning
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Monday may be tough, but Tuesday is no better
Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad
The week continues to bring hardship
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
The end of the week brings a temporary escape from troubles
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
On the Sabbath day, one seeks solace in religious worship
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
One pleads for divine intervention and mercy
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
The singer's soul is in pain and in need of rescue
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me
The singer desperately desires the return of a lost love
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Aaron T-Bone Walker
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@goranerdelji4973
What BB can say with 3 notes we mortals need 100.
Such deep feeling but then again Father of Blues as we know now
RIP BB
@GTomaselli
MAster BB sorely missed
@wrangler548
God Bless BB one of the most important good will ambassadors the USA ever had.
@ddoeser5830
R.I.P ONVERGETELIJK BLUES OP Z'N BEST ❤🇳🇱🙏🌏(🎸) JAAR 2022.TIJDSTIP QUA 10:57 UUR OCHTENDS .
@user-bt3tj6we7b
eric clapton is the best player
@christinawena4687
He unites all races through his music. What an icon of peace in the world. RIP
@tracylemme1375
I take offense at “all races “ we are all human race. Some people are better at some things than others. I have lived in most all places in this world. One thing I have determined is that we all have similar aspirations, but we have different cultures. We are all the same with differing abilities.
BB King’s ability for music was astounding. He and Lucile could make me cry. But he was of the same race as this white guy.
@musicisart2
Let's just say he's the GOAT.
@carminemurray6624
@@tracylemme1375 I should have known you would say something pompous like that.
You correctin where there is no need.
@jimdep6542
@@tracylemme1375 The human race is made up of a lot of different races. That's just a fact.