Clarissa Jones - Tom Paxton

作词：Tom Paxton

作曲：Tom Paxton

Clarissa Jones got bit on the heel

By a rat and she hit it with a broom

He ran to the corner and stood there grinning

Like he owned the god damn room

Clarissa Jones threw an iron at the rat

And the rat just seemed to say Fine

He twitched his tail in the corner and said

You've got to go to sleep sometime

Clarissa Jones's kid aged 16 hated his heavy old shoes

He wanted fine strides like the studs on the street

And they'd know he'd been paying his dues

Clarissa Jones's kid got busted

She was three days gettin' the news

They gave him a meal

A shower and a uniform

And two old heavy shoes

Clarissa Jones where are you going

It's cold and the wind is blowing through your bones

And where where

Where is your man Clarissa Jones

Clarissa Jones carried bedpans

Swept up changed sheets and mopped the halls

The doctors said she was a very good worker

Clarissa Jones knew them all

Now Clarissa Jones sits in her window

With her paper reading

How they burned the next street flat

She's reading about the trouble

She ought to write a letter saying

Hey it never happened like that

Clarissa Jones where are you going

It's cold and the wind is blowing through your bones

And where where where is your man Clarissa Jones

Mr William Hawkins rose early

Shaved dressed carefully and drank his tea

He hit the desk at nine

Thanks to the Board of Opportunity

On his very first day

This boss went to great lengths

To make him feel at home

And his first assignment

Was a disposses on Miss Clarissa Jones

Clarissa Jones where are you going

It's cold and the wind is blowing through your bones

And where where where is your man Clarissa Jones

Ah where where where is your man Clarissa Jones