Sad Day

Someone woke me up this mornin’ and I lit a cigaretteFound myself when I stopped yawnin’, startedgetting myself dressedThen I felt I had a dream, I remembered thethings I’d seenI could still hear the things you said with that baddream in my headIt was a sad day, bad day, sad day, bad daySo I called you on the phone and your friend said”she’s not home”So I told her where I’d be at and that you shouldcall me backThen I looked at the morning mail, I was not evenexpecting a billYour letter a-started “Dear”, and it left mewith these tears.It was a sad day, bad day, sad day, bad day Think of the times that we had rows, but wepatched them up somehowThink of the times I tried to go, but you screamedand told me noThere is only one thing in this world that I can’tunderstand, that’s a girlI keep a-readin’ the things you said, like a baddream in my headIt was a sad day, bad day, sad day, bad day Oh, what a sad, sad, old day – a sad, old dayIt was a sad, old dayA sad, old day. It was a bad, old day,sad old day a bad old dayIf there is one awful thing in this world that I can’tunderstand, that’s a girlIt was a sad, sad old day, sad old dayIt was a sad, old day