I'll Get By
Louis Armstrong Lyrics


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Monday's child is fair of face
And Tuesday's child is full of grace
Wednesday's child is full of woe
But Thursday's child has far to go

Things look mighty black for Thursday's child
Trouble docks the track of Thursday's child
This world could be a wonderful place
But not when you wear Thursday's face

I never know which way I'm bound, I'm Thursday's child
Heartbreak hangs around for Thursday's child
I'll always be blamed for what I was named
But still I'm not ashamed, I am Thursday's child

I never know which way I'm bound, I'm Thursday's child
Heartbreak hangs around for Thursday's child




I'll always be blamed for what I was named
But still I'm not ashamed, I am Thursday's child

Overall Meaning

The song "I Guess I'll Get The Papers And Go Home" by Louis Armstrong And The All Stars talks about the old belief that each day of the week is associated with certain personality traits that will influence you for the rest of your life. It mentions the fair-faced Monday's child, the graceful Tuesday's child, and the woeful Wednesday's child. However, the lyrics focus on Thursday's child, who is believed to have a lot to accomplish in life but also to face many challenges.


The first two stanzas describe the struggles of Thursday's child. The world looks bleak, and trouble seems to follow them wherever they go. The second stanza highlights that people with Thursday's child are often burdened by heartbreak and feelings of being lost. The line "I never know which way I'm bound" suggests that Thursday's child feels directionless and unable to find their way in life. However, they are not ashamed of who they are; they embrace their identity as Thursday's child.


The song's overall message is that life may seem challenging for those with Thursday's child, but they should not be discouraged. They have a lot of potential and should be proud of their identity. Louis Armstrong And The All Stars deliver this message through their soulful rendition of the song, which features a trumpet solo by Armstrong himself.


Line by Line Meaning

Monday's child is fair of face
According to the old nursery rhyme, Monday’s child is supposed to be attractive.


And Tuesday's child is full of grace
The rhyme suggests that Tuesday’s child is graceful.


Wednesday's child is full of woe
Wednesday’s child is expected to have a lot of difficulties in life.


But Thursday's child has far to go
Thursday’s child is said to have a long journey ahead in life.


Things look mighty black for Thursday's child
Thursday's child is facing many challenges and obstacles in life.


Trouble docks the track of Thursday's child
Difficulties and problems keep getting in the way of Thursday's child.


This world could be a wonderful place
The world has the potential to be a beautiful and happy place for everyone.


But not when you wear Thursday's face
But, for Thursday's child, the world is not so great.


I never know which way I'm bound, I'm Thursday's child
Thursday's child is struggling to find direction and purpose in their life.


Heartbreak hangs around for Thursday's child
Thursday's child is constantly dealing with heartbreak and disappointment.


I'll always be blamed for what I was named
Thursday's child feels like they're being held back by the expectations that come with their name.


But still I'm not ashamed, I am Thursday's child
Despite the difficulties and challenges, Thursday's child is proud of who they are.




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What A Wonderful World - Casey Abrams - Lyrics

I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Singing how do you do
They're really singing
I love you

I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Musical Interlude

The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Singing how do you do
They're really singing
I love you

I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They goin’ learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I think to myself
What a wonderful world

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