Angeline Is Always Friday Lyrics - Seen In Green - Seekers

Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea; 

In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me. 

Angeline is always Friday, Angeline is spring forever; 

Winter Angeline could never be. 

Mister Wilson, old and smiling, lifts his cap as she is passing, 

Bowing her politely on to me. 

Chorus: 

The week has gone its lonely way; 

I've waited for my only day 

Away from shadows, 

In her sunlight I can tell her, "I love you, Angeline." 

Angeline is always Friday, suitcase on the rack above; 

She hasn't even read her magazine. 

Angeline is counting stations, 'til the one where I am standing, 

Waiting for my only Angeline. 

(Instrumental bridge) 

(Chorus) 

Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea; 

In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me. 

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