Lady Madonna

Lady Madonna,
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.

Who finds the money
When you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was heaven-sent?

Friday night arrives without a suitcase.
Sunday morning creeping like a nun.
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace.

See how they run.

Lady Madonna,
Baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest.

See how they run.

Lady Madonna,
Lying on the bed.
Listen to the music playing in your head.

Tuesday afternoon is never ending.
Wednesday morning papers didn't come.
Thursday night your stockings needed mending.

See how they run.

Lady Madonna,
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.

Without going out of my door
I can know all things of earth
Without looking out of my window
I could know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Without going out of my door
You can know all things of earth
With out looking out of my window
You could know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Arrive without travelling
See all without looking
Do all without doing