Pat Brown - My Old Man and Mrs. Jones
Written by:Pat Brown
I worked at all day long
And I bring it home
I don't hang on the street
I don't talk on the phone
And when it comes to my mind
I'm all real do want man
I don't listen to the God
I don't hang with my friends
So one day
A stranger walked to me
Said he would miss Mrs. Jones
Someone that I supposed to say
She told me at table some available
And how my man stakes to my mind in
Brings to the half in lazy in the table
My old man and Mrs. Jones
My old man and Mrs. Jones
Am I think I am wrong
And do am I wrong
Do am I wrong
My old man and Mrs. Jones
My old man and Mrs. Jones
And do am I wrong
Do am I wrong
When he It's in my eyes
I can hardly speak
My legs got shaking
And my knees got way
Of there all I've done
I couldn't understand
How does may I love
Could love someone else
And when I think of all the times
I was at my home
Could get on page me back
He was muscle
He sell your phone
And when he's fine came home
It's time that he could be
Give this off to meet Mrs. Jones
And it's unsafe dying transport me
My old man and Mrs. Jones
My old man and Mrs. Jones
And do am I wrong
Do you wrong
My old man and Mrs. Jones
My man and Mrs. Jones
And do am I wrong
Do am I wrong
My old man and Mrs. Jones
You see I'm the candle that will end
That will let my man feel like a king
One somebody have main
Like that
Do everything I can for him
I heard my man
And when I found out it
Something like this is going out right on my very knows
I really don't know what to do about it
My old man and Mrs. Jones
I really want to get somebody to tell
And do am I wrong
Do you wrong
Somebody got to understand
My man
My man
I and Mrs. Jones
And do am I wrong
Haven
Do you wrong
Down all
Oh my baby and
My old man and Mrs. Jones
And do am I wrong
Can we feel in wrong
Do you wrong
And do am I wrong
My man