Nancy Sinatra Nancy Sinatra - Friday's Child Lyrics
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
See also other Nancy Sinatra lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - I Gotta Get Out Of This Town Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - San Fernando Valley Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Up, Up And Away Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - What'd I Say Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Walk Through This World With Me Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - If He'd Love Me Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Sand (featuring Lee Hazlewood) Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Lay Some Happiness On Me Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Lonely Again Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Geronimo Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - God Knows I Love You Lyrics
- Nancy Sinatra - Good Time Girl Lyrics
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