The Robbie Gennet Band - Wake Up Mr. Jones

Three days ago, the news I read
About a man named Mr. Jones
It seems his wife is presumed dead
And now they're searching for the bones

For many years I lived next door
And never knew my neighbor's wife
Was so close to my picket fence
And to the ending of her life

Get out the smelling salts
And wake up Mr. Jones
The wife she has been missing
And we think we found the bones
All the neighbors said that we would find him here
He's all alone
So wake up Mr. Jones

Get out the kitchen knife
And wake up Mrs. Jones
The husband he did all he could
To disconnect the phones
So all the neighbors wouldn't hear her
As he bludgeoned her with stones
So nobody else could wake up Mrs. Jones

Some say it's alcohol again
But it don't seem that way to me
Because Mrs. Jones she was my friend
And that's the way it's always been
As long as I remember

So get out the smelling salts
And go wake up Mr. Jones
We got a couple of questions
About these butcher knives he owns
All the neighbors do apologize
For thinking you could do this on your own
So tell us all who helped you, Mr. Jones
Tell us all who helped you, Mr. Jones
Tell us all who helped you
Because we know you didn't do this all alone
Wake up Mr. Jones

Written by:
Robbie Gennet

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