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