作曲:W. Robinson
作词:W. Robinson
Before he died jones won his bride
When i'm gone you behave
For every time you trifle i'll roll over in my grave
Long he been gone
When she called upon the man that calls the roll
When she told him jones his last request
He cried bless your soul
Where do you hear this
We've got 'em sister
Held down by heavy stones
Up here we call that twister mystery of alvin jones
We thought he came from the landof the big side clones
For heaven's never humdrum
With that revolving jones
Let his cloud bed stop rolling
Tell jones to sit up straight
Then the crowd said we told him
Look who's strollingto the gate
We forgive you sister
For the vows you didn't keep
Now revolving tunes can rest his bones
And we'll all get some sleep
Fifty years he's been turning
And watch him at the gate
Ain't your ears kind of burning
He's been talking kind of late
We forgive you sister
And that's no idle just
Now revolving jones can rest his bones
And we'll all get some rest
And around and around and around
Around and around and around and
Around and around and around and around