Weeknight Woman Copyright 2000 Stan Lyness   up-tempo rock, male voice	broadband listen
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      A             ( D        A )
      Been so long it seems forever! 
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      Girl, I've got to see you now. 
      A            ( D     A )
      You and I must get together
      E                ( B      E )
      when our schedules both allow.
      D           A
      Got an open evenin' comin'
      D              A
      Tuesday for an hour or two.
      D               A
      Won't you be my weeknight woman?
      B7              ( E        A )
      That's when I got time for you.

D            ( E      A )    ( D         A6 ) ( B     E )
Friday night I must unwind an' leave the grind  far behind.
D             ( E     A )     ( D        E )     ( D6    A )
Happy Hour I'll hang around an' toss 'em down 'til I'm unwound.
  E             ( B      E )
  Love to see you Friday night 
  E           ( B          E )
  but my Friday schedule's tight.
    D                A6 
    Weeknight Woman, say you're mine
  ( D7  E7 )  A
    any other time.
 
      Been so long it seems forever! 
      Got to see you soon somehow. 
      You and I must get together 
      when our schedules both allow. 
      Got an open evenin' comin' 
      Tuesday for an hour or two. 
      Won't you be my weeknight woman? 
      That's when I got time for you.
 
D        ( E      A ) ( D        A6 )   ( B    E )
Saturday I sleep away   half the day 'til I'm okay. 
D              ( E       A )    ( D          A )   ( E       A7 )
Then I've got no time to waste, I clean this place - just in case. 
D              ( E         A ) ( D       A6 ) ( B           E )
Shit and shower, shave and dry.  Here is why:   that's when I 
D           ( E          A ) ( D      E ) ( D6    A )
meet an old acquaintance so    we can go    see a show. 
  Love to see you Saturday, 
  but my time just slips away. 
    Weeknight Woman, say you're mine 
    any other time.
 
I pick Mother up next day.  We drive away to church and pray. 
We get forgiveness for our wrongs; we cough up alms; we sing some songs. 
For my trouble she'll prepare Sunday fare beyond compare. 
I'll sit down with Sunday's news, kick off my shoes, and catch a snooze. 
  Sunday we should meet somewhere, 
  but I've got no time to spare. 
    Weeknight Woman, say you're mine 
    any other time.
 
      Been so long it seems forever! 
      I can't wait to see you now. 
      You and I must get together 
      when our schedules both allow. 
      Got an open evenin' comin' 
      Tuesday for an hour or two. 
      Won't you be my weeknight woman? 
      That's when I got time for you.