I'm mister Henry Jones Hello I'm glad you're here To listen to my story Judy Jones My wife Isn't good to me That's why I'm sorry I get up every day at six She wants her breakfast Every single day I say Good morning dear, hello! Want some ham and eggs? She says, Oh, no! After gettin' home from a hard day's work I make dinner, wash clotes And pay the bills But I sneak out at night To drink some beer While the thought of her Fills me with fear But there's once each week I feel that I find The peace that I seek This day the throne of the house Is mine It makes me feel allright For a while 'Cause every Sunday morning I take my wife to church Monday once again Good day! Get up at six I'm sorry to say I'm goin' on the same old way I will keep on Standin' in the shadows For my Judy Good bye