Create lyrics explanation
Select some words and click "Explain" button. Then type your
knowledge, add image or YouTube video till "Good-o-meter" shows
"Cool" or "Awesome!". Publish your explanation with "Explain"
button. Get karma points!
Nancy Sinatra – Friday's Child lyrics
Friday's child
Nancy Sinatra
Friday's child..... Hard luck is her brother
Friday's child..... Her sister's misery
Friday's child..... Her daddy they call hard times
Friday's child..... That's me
Friday's child..... Born a little ugly
Friday's child.... Good looks passed her by.. Oh
Friday's child..... Makes something look like nothing
Friday's child..... Am I.. Ya
Guitar Solo
Friday's child..... Never climbed no mountain
Friday's child..... She ain't even gonna tray.. Oh
Friday's child..... Whom they'll forget to bury
Friday's child..... Am I
From: Kelly Carnahan
Nancy Sinatra
Friday's child..... Hard luck is her brother
Friday's child..... Her sister's misery
Friday's child..... Her daddy they call hard times
Friday's child..... That's me
Friday's child..... Born a little ugly
Friday's child.... Good looks passed her by.. Oh
Friday's child..... Makes something look like nothing
Friday's child..... Am I.. Ya
Guitar Solo
Friday's child..... Never climbed no mountain
Friday's child..... She ain't even gonna tray.. Oh
Friday's child..... Whom they'll forget to bury
Friday's child..... Am I
From: Kelly Carnahan
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/n/nancy_sinatra/fridays_child.html