The Mamas & The Papas – “Monday Monday” (1966)

About The Song

The Mamas & The Papas’ “Monday, Monday,” released in 1966, is a folk-rock anthem that captures the mood of the day it’s named after with its introspective lyrics and memorable melody. Written by John Phillips, the song’s harmonious vocals, catchy guitar riff, and introspective lyrics make it a standout track in the group’s repertoire.

With its reflective tone and nostalgic lyrics, “Monday, Monday” explores the feelings of melancholy and resignation that often accompany the start of a new week. The song’s evocative imagery and poignant storytelling resonate with listeners, capturing the universal experience of facing the challenges of a new day.

Upon its release, “Monday, Monday” became a major hit, topping the charts in multiple countries and earning widespread acclaim for its timeless appeal and The Mamas & The Papas’ impeccable vocal harmonies. Its success helped to solidify the group’s status as one of the most influential acts of the 1960s folk-rock scene, and the song remains a beloved classic among fans of the genre.

As we revisit “Monday, Monday,” we celebrate The Mamas & The Papas’ enduring legacy and the lasting impact of this iconic song. Its evocative lyrics and beautiful melody continue to resonate with audiences, reminding us of the power of music to capture the essence of the human experience.

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Lyric

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Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin´, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin´, Monday mornin´ couldn´t guarantee
That Monday evenin´ you would still be here with me

Monday, Monday, can´t trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday mornin´ you gave me no warnin´ of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin´ all of the time

Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin´, it was all I hoped it would be
But Monday mornin´, Monday mornin´ couldn´t guarantee
That Monday evenin´ you would still be here with me

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin´ all of the time

Monday, Monday, can´t trust that day
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way
Oh Monday, Monday, won´t go away
Monday, Monday, it´s here to stay
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday