Mr. Jones

Mrs. Jones was a maid
And she polished and she cleaned
Tried so hard to hide the pain
Nothing's quite as it seems
Nothing's quite as it seems
Falling apart at the seams
Nothing's quite as it seems

Mr. Jones was a man
Work - working every day
And then he never knew what love was
Then she went away
And she never returned
Then she went away
Away

What have you done, Mr. Jones
Now she's gone
What have you done, Mr. Jones

Those who seek the light merely cover their eyes
They forage and fight, just to leave it all behind
You forget who you are, you look for love outside
Oh why, oh why did you leave
Begging please

Good morning Mr. Jones
Good morning Mr. Jones
Good morning Mr
Oh, good morning Mr
Good morning Mr. Jones



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Writer(s): Hay Joosten
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