Mister Jones Songtext
von Conway Twitty

(John D. Loudermilk)

Mr. Jones I′d like to speak to you
For a moment if you don't mind
I love your daughter
And your daughter she wanna be mine.

Yeah, Mr. Jones please be seated
I know what′s running through your mind
I love your daughter
And your daughter she wanna be mine.

Yeah, I work in a shoe store on main street
Make about fifty dollars every week
But I'll work hard and get a raise
If you'll just let me have her for always.


Mr. Jones don′t get excited
′Cause we've already made up our minds
I love your daughter
And your daughter she wanna be mine.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, I′ll treat her good and buy her things
Like a lots of furs and diamond rings
I'll buy her a cottage a car and a boat
If you′ll be kind enough to go on our note.

Mr. Jones, don't get mad
We′ll get along, won't we dad
'Cause I love your daughter
And your daughter she wanna be mine.

--- Instrumental ---

Yeah, Mr. Jones, don′t get mad
We′ll get along, won't we dad
′Cause I love your daughter
And your daughter she wanna be mine...