Johnny Red & the Prayerhouse People - Cover Me, Little Mrs. Jones

Now Mr. Jones was the real McCoy
The meanest thing I ever knew as a boy
He had a stare that could fix a man
And a laughter loud as a New Orleans band

He had a garden green and fresh
Teeming with all kinds of fruity flesh
There was no snake, but tempted still
We climbed his trees in the midnight chill

Cover me, little Mrs. Jones, cover me
Cover me, cover me

I heard a sound as the moon broke through
The layers of clouds, and in an instant I knew
I had to jump and run like the wind
I promised the Lord this was the last time I'd sinned

I heard him shout, I felt his touch
I dodged him once, I couldn't hope for much
But then she came, out of the blue,
Like an angel from heaven, and toward her I flew

Cover me, little Mrs. Jones, cover me
Cover me, cover me

Written by:
John Gravdal

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