Bill Anderson - First mrs. jones Lyrics
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- First mrs. jones Lyrics
Album: Get While The Gettin'S Good [Decca] (Bill Anderson) (Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones) Her real first name was Betty But I'd rather just forget it So I'll call her the first Mrs. Jones We were married in September And it lasted till November When one day she just took out on her own. I followed her to Savannah Then Mobile and then Atlanta Every day I begged her please come home Pretty soon I started drinking Tryin' hard to keep from thinking Just how much I loved the first Mrs. Jones. It was cold and dark one morning Just before the day was dawning When I staggered from a tavern to a phone When she picked up her receiver I said you're gonna come back or either They're gonna be calling you the late Mrs. Jones. I put a pistol in my jacket Stumbled out and hailed a taxi Told taxidriver to take me to her home I remember walkin' proudly And everybody said that I yelled out loudly Come on out or I'm gonna come in Mrs. Jones. Then next thing I recall Was walking through the forest Lookin' for a place to hide her bones I dug and dug for hours And then I planted flowers Right on top of the first Mrs. Jones. Did my little story scare you I can see 'cause I'm so near you Little beads of persperation dot your clothes Aren't you sorry now that you left me Ha really now, don't you wanna come go with me After all you are the second Mrs. Jones...
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