Lady Madonna
Children at your feet
Your end of the month is like a miracle
This money for the rent
You dream that it'll fall from the sky
You came from a Friday that was cold
And on Sunday you gave your heat
On Monday you already taught the children
Seeing them play
Lady Madonna
You spoil the baby
And divide the food very well
Seeing them play
Lady Madonna
You should try resting
And listening to what your inner side sings
On Tuesday the tragedy is without end
On Wednesday the twist won't come
On Thursday night you'll fix your socks
Seeing them play
Lady Madonna
Children at your feet
Your end of the month is like a miracle