We've been told to live our lives just workin' on the feelin'   Waitin' for the sun to shine on what we do believe in   In every man I hear the cry of someone else   A drownin' man reachin' out but no one hears   I know a man livin' out his life without a reason   And he says      Monday's got a beautiful baby   And Wednesday's child can never win   Little Saturday will work till he's crazy   But Friday's child, he was born to give      Now what about all the unborn people that will suffer   At the hands of Mr. Right who cares about no other   I see a mother who lets her children use her up   I know a father who just sacrificed his wayward son   I wonder what you give that someone else is needin'   Next to nothin'      Monday's got a beautiful baby   Wednesday's child can never win   Little Saturday will work till he's crazy   But Friday's child, he was born to give      Monday's got a beautiful baby   Wednesday's child can never win   Little Saturday will work till he's crazy   But Friday's child, this here you say      Monday's got a beautiful baby   Wednesday's child can never win   Little Saturday will work till he's crazy   But Friday's child   He was Friday's child   He was Friday's child   Friday's child      Friday's child