John Jones, you're the son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
You take my woman, you make me run
You make my friends all laugh at me
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
You call yourself a big, big man
Yes, still you try to kill my hen
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
And I don't like a man who tries to belittle me
And I don't like a man who tries to kill my hen
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
And I don't like a man, who tries to belittle me
And I don't like a man, who tries to kill my hen
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun
