Escrita por
John Phillips, foi gravada pelos The Mamas and The Papas em 16 de
dezembro de 1965, nos Western Recorders Studios, em Los Angeles,
California. Foi lançada em março de 1966, em um compacto que tinha
Got a feelin' como Lado B. A instrumentação foi feita pela Wrecking
Crew.
Foi também
lançada no disco If you can believe your eyes and ears. Foi o único
hit do grupo a chegar ao número 1 dos charts pop americanos.
Phillips disse que escreveu a música rapidamente, em 20 minutos.
Em 2 de
março de 1967, o grupo ganhou um Grammy de melhor performance de um
grupo vocal para Monday, Monday.
Foi
regravada por Petula Clark em 1966, Neil Diamond, em 1966, Sergio
Mendes (Instrumental) em 1966, Mariane Faithfull, em 1966, Herb
Alpert em 1968, Dionne Warwick em 1977, entre outros artistas.
A letra:
Monday, Monday,
so good to me;
Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day;
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be.
Oh, Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me?
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah.
But whenever Monday comes - but whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time.
Monday, Monday, so good to me;
Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.
But Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah.
But whenever Monday comes - but whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time.
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day;
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday, Monday, won't go away;
Monday, Monday, it's here to stay.
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday
Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day;
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be.
Oh, Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me?
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah.
But whenever Monday comes - but whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time.
Monday, Monday, so good to me;
Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.
But Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah.
But whenever Monday comes - but whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time.
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day;
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday, Monday, won't go away;
Monday, Monday, it's here to stay.
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday
A versão de
The Mamas and The Papas:
A versão de
Neil Diamond:
A versão de
Mariane Faithfull:
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