Jessica - The Beau Brummels

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…