Saturday — текст песни (carpenters)

Saturday began just the same as other days



But ended up different in many ways



Love is in my world since saturday







Mornin came but somehow it didnt seem the same



The sadness of friday had somehow changed



To the happy sounds of saturday



Saturday, ever-loving saturday







I whistle to bluebirds



I tried to tell them how you brought me sunshine



My heads filled with new words



That sing to the sounds of happy day after friday







(*) come and see the flowers of love she gave to me



The touches of laughter and harmony



To the happy sounds of saturday



Saturday, ever-loving saturday







My heads full of new words



Sing to the sounds of the day after friday



Day after friday







Repeat (*)







Saturday, saturday, ever-loving saturday