| Song | Long Monday |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | In Person & On Stage |
| 作词 : Prine, Sykes | |
| You and me, sittin' in the back of my memory | |
| Like a honey bee buzzin' 'round a glass of sweet | |
| ChablisRadio's on, windows rolled up and my mind's rolled down | |
| Headlights shining like silver moon's rollin' on the ground | |
| We made love in every way love can be made | |
| And we made time, look like time could never fade | |
| Friday Night, we both made the guitar hum | |
| Saturday made | |
| Sunday feel like it would never come | |
| Gonna be a long | |
| MondaySittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no end | |
| Gonna be a long | |
| MondayStuck like the tick of a clock that's come unwound again | |
| Soul to soul, heart to heart and cheek to cheek | |
| Now, come on, baby, give me a kiss that'll last all week | |
| The thought of you leavin' again brings me down | |
| The promise of your sweet love brings me around | |
| Gonna be a long | |
| MondaySittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no end | |
| It's gonna be a long | |
| MondayStuck like the tick of a clock that's come unwound again and again |
| zuò cí : Prine, Sykes | |
| You and me, sittin' in the back of my memory | |
| Like a honey bee buzzin' ' round a glass of sweet | |
| ChablisRadio' s on, windows rolled up and my mind' s rolled down | |
| Headlights shining like silver moon' s rollin' on the ground | |
| We made love in every way love can be made | |
| And we made time, look like time could never fade | |
| Friday Night, we both made the guitar hum | |
| Saturday made | |
| Sunday feel like it would never come | |
| Gonna be a long | |
| MondaySittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no end | |
| Gonna be a long | |
| MondayStuck like the tick of a clock that' s come unwound again | |
| Soul to soul, heart to heart and cheek to cheek | |
| Now, come on, baby, give me a kiss that' ll last all week | |
| The thought of you leavin' again brings me down | |
| The promise of your sweet love brings me around | |
| Gonna be a long | |
| MondaySittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no end | |
| It' s gonna be a long | |
| MondayStuck like the tick of a clock that' s come unwound again and again |