Every Friday Afternoon

	作曲 : Coty, Melton
	She called me up this mornin'
	Said, "There’s somethin' you should knowThere’s a job back home in BostonAnd I think I’m gonna goMy parents are in CambridgeAnd I’ve got some old friends thereI know you think this isn’t fair”And the tears started fallin’There was nothin' I could sayEven if I fight itSomeone loses either wayOh, it might as well be ChinaOr the dark side of the moonThere’s no way I can be thereEvery Friday afternoonI have him every weekendHe’s got his own room hereHe’s all that’s kept me goin'These last three yearsThere’s little league in BostonOh, but who will coach his team?How’s he gonna grow up without me?And the tears started fallin’There was nothin' I could sayEven if I fight itSomeone loses either wayOh, it might as well be ChinaOr the dark side of the moonThere’s no way, I can be thereEvery Friday afternoonWhat about Christmas?If I can’t get off of workWhat about his birthday?If I’m not there he’ll be hurtAnd I know the day is comin'When she’ll find someone newBut he’ll never love him like I doWell, it might as well be ChinaOr the dark side of the moonThere’s no way I can be thereEvery Friday afternoon

	zuò qǔ : Coty, Melton
	She called me up this mornin'
	Said, " There' s somethin' you should knowThere' s a job back home in BostonAnd I think I' m gonna goMy parents are in CambridgeAnd I' ve got some old friends thereI know you think this isn' t fair" And the tears started fallin' There was nothin' I could sayEven if I fight itSomeone loses either wayOh, it might as well be ChinaOr the dark side of the moonThere' s no way I can be thereEvery Friday afternoonI have him every weekendHe' s got his own room hereHe' s all that' s kept me goin' These last three yearsThere' s little league in BostonOh, but who will coach his team? How' s he gonna grow up without me? And the tears started fallin' There was nothin' I could sayEven if I fight itSomeone loses either wayOh, it might as well be ChinaOr the dark side of the moonThere' s no way, I can be thereEvery Friday afternoonWhat about Christmas? If I can' t get off of workWhat about his birthday? If I' m not there he' ll be hurtAnd I know the day is comin' When she' ll find someone newBut he' ll never love him like I doWell, it might as well be ChinaOr the dark side of the moonThere' s no way I can be thereEvery Friday afternoon