Jolene - Matraca Berg

Jolene,Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene,Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
Please don't take him just because you can

Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summers rain
And I cannot compete with you,Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep
There's nothing I can do to keep
From cryin' when he calls your name Jolene
And I could easily understand
How you easily take my man
But you don't know what he means to me Jolene

Jolene,Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man

You could have your choice of men
But I could never love again
He's the only one for me Jolene
I had to have this talk with you
And whatever you decide to do Jolene

Jolene,of Jolene

Jolene,Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene,Jolene,Jolene,Jolene
Please don't take him just because you can,oh no