Jolene T!LT (Band)

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
Flaming locks of auburn hair and ivory skin
And eyes of emerald green
Your smile's like a breath of spring
Your voice is like soft summer rain and I cannot compete with you Jolene

Hе talks about you in his sleep
And there's nothing I can do to keep from crying
When hе calls your name, Jolene
Now I can easily understand
How you could 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
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him just because you can

Now you could have your choice of man
But I could never love again
He's the only one for me Jolene
I had to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do Jolene