G					     C		      G 
Well the man just let me out and I think it's Monday morning 
                                      C                  G 
There's a taste here in my mouth that tastes like Monday morning 
   C                                            G 
If I'm tasting my own mouth, and if it's Monday morning 
Well I should be doing fine if I can get you off my mind 
D7                 G 
And if it's Monday morning 

My eyes are a little blurred for a Monday morning 
You're leaving town, I've heard, if it's Monday morning 
So goodbye is another word for a Monday morning 
But I could be doing fine, if I could get you off my mind 
And if it's Monday morning 

Bb                           F 
Won't someone help me quick? I'm down and I'm feeling sick 
Bb                                      F 
There's just too much of my head that's showing 
D 
God, if you won't help me, then help me help me 
 					          G 
Because I'm not exactly sure where I'm going 

Well I know I should go home if it's Monday morning 
'Cause our room is all alone if it's Monday morning 
But I'll probably get stoned if it's Monday morning 
Then I'll think I'm doing find, but I'll bet you're on my mind 
Come next Monday morning 

Well the man just let me out and I think it's Monday morning 
There's a taste here in my mouth that tastes like Monday morning 


by: José Duarte 
jtduarte1@gmail.com