Saturday - Carpenters

Saturday began just the same as other days

But ended up different in many ways

Love is in my world since Saturday



Mornin' came but somehow it didn't seem the same

The sadness of Friday had somehow changed

To the happy sounds of Saturday

Saturday, ever-loving Saturday



I whistle to bluebirds

I tried to tell them how you brought me sunshine

My head's filled with new words

That sing to the sounds of happy day after Friday



(*) Come and see the flowers of love she gave to me

The touches of laughter and harmony

To the happy sounds of Saturday

Saturday, ever-loving Saturday



My head's full of new words

Sing to the sounds of the day after Friday

Day after Friday



Repeat (*)



Saturday, Saturday, ever-loving Saturday