Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The First Mrs. Jones, artist - Bill Anderson. Album song The First 10 Years, 1956 – 1966, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 12.06.2011
Record label: Bear Family
Song language: English
The First 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 |
Then one day she just took out on her own |
I followed her to Savannah New Orleans and then Atlanta |
Every day I begged her to 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 |
I told taxidriver to take me to her home |
I remember walkin' proudly everybody said I yelled out loudly |
Come on out or I’m gonna come in Mrs Jones |
Then next thing I recall was walking to the forest |
Lookin' for a place to hide her bones |
I dug and dug for hours and then I planted flowers |
Right on the top of the First Mrs Jones |
Did my little story scare you oh 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 |
Really now doesn’t you wanna come go with me |
After all you are the Second Mrs Jones |