Saturday Sun Came early one morning In a sky so clear and blue Saturday Sun Came without warning So no one knew what to do
Saturday Sun Brought people and faces That didn't seem much In their day But when I remember Those people and places They were really too good In their way In their way In their way Saturday Sun Won't come and see me today
Think about stories With reason and rhyme Circling through your brain And think about people In their season and time Returning again And again And again And again But Saturday's Sun Has turned to Sunday's rain
So Sunday sat In the Saturday Sun And wept for a day gone by
