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By David Bowie and Reeves Gabrels.
Thanks to Zig Dust for his help with these lyrics.
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
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...).
If you want to find out what day you were born on, try visiting the Perpetual Calendar website.