Jessica

How can it a-be late in the morning?
Night was a-here a second ago
Can it a-be me sitting on Sunday
Looking for a place to go
Was it a dream, did she go leave me?
Guess it was I’d stay up all night
Can it a-be me sitting on Sunday
Crying for Saturday night
Oh, no, no, no
Now Jessica what have you done to me
Oh, no, no, no
Now Jessica what have you done to me
What were the words, I can’t remember
Saying to me good luck and good bye
What good a town when a young man
Can’t find him a place to cry
How can it a-be so late in the morning?
Night was a-here a second ago
I’m up a tree a-sitting on Sunday
Looking for a face to know
Oh, no, no, no
Now Jessica what have you done to me
Oh, no, no, no
Now Jessica what have you done to me
A poolin' stone, I throw in there
There’s a lit… tle rip… ple
Well that I’m into looking down at the sky…