Jolene, 50 years on
Updated: Jan 25, 2021
Jolene Jolene Jolene Joleeene
I'm beggin' you, please won't you take my man
Jolene Jolene Jolene Joleeene
I'm beggin' you -- come on, you know you can
He screams your name 'most every night
And tells me that I look a fright
I'm beggin' you to do what's right, Jolene
He has another gal or two
But that would be no prob for you
He loves your great big blonde hairdo, Jolene
He's got a limp, his cash is gone
Been years since he could get it on
I'll leave him for you on the lawn, Jolene
His hair's falled out, his teeth have too
Oh what a mitzvah you would do
If I could bid him toodle-oo, Jolene
Not watch him droolin' in his sleep
Or playin' house with his cloned sheep
Sure it would cause a saint to weep, Jolene
Jolene Jolene Jolene Joleeene
I'm beggin' you, please take away my man
Or he'll wind up beneath my minivan
Me serving my life sentence in the can
I swear I've always been your biggest fan
Ohhh...Jo...leeeene....
Girl, you're a hot-blooded woman-child
and it's warm where you're chokin’ me.
But I can tell by your imminent trial
you’ve done seen way too much of me.