Bill Anderson - First Mrs Jones lyrics

(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...