THERE’S A GIRL I’VE HEARD TELL OF
LIVES HER LIFE ON HER OWN
NOT A GIRL YOU’D THINK WELL OF
GOT NO SPIRIT IN HER BONES
WHILE HER BOY’S AWAY
SHE EMPLOYS HER DAY
DRINKING TEA AND BAKING SCONES
BUT THAT’S NOT LIKE ME
AND IT’S NEVER GONNA BE
DEAR OLD VERA JONES

MY FOLKS TRIED TO WARN ME
LEAVE THE BOYS ALONE
NOW THE NEIGHBOURS THEY SCORN ME
LOCK THEIR MEN UP WHEN I’M HOME
AND MY FRIENDS ALL SAY
I SHOULD SPEND MY DAY
SWEATING BLOOD OUT OF A STONE
BUT THAT’S NOT LIKE ME
AND YOU’RE NEVER GONNA SEE
DEAR OLD VERA JONES
NO, THAT’S NOT LIKE ME
AND YOU’RE NEVER GONNA SEE
DEAR OLD VERA JONES

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