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Thursday's Child

Lyrics and music by David Bowie and Reeves Gabrels

 

All of my life I've tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same

Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two

  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Now that I've really got a chance
  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Everything's falling into place
  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's Child 

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was (x2)

Sometimes I cried my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet

Lucky old sun is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms

  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Now that I've really got a chance
  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Everything's falling into place
  (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
  (Yeah, throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's Child

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was Thursday's Child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was Thursday's Child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was 
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was

 

Thursday's Child has far to go
Trivia experts will know that there is an old superstitious rhyme which predicts the personality of an individual based on the day they were born. Perhaps Bowie had this in mind when writing the lyrics for this song. Here's the rhyme: 

Monday's child is fair of face;
Tuesday's child is full of grace;
Wednesday's child is full of woe;
Thursday's child has far to go;
Friday's child is loving and giving;
Saturday's child works hard for a living.
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
is fair and wise, good and gay

Note that Bowie's own birthday of January 8, 1947 was a Wednesday (Wednesday born I was...).