Life's good, friends are hard to find and now one of mine is dead

And things I should have said to her, I shall say to you instead

Oh, Mona, Mona, so much of you to love, a bit too much of you to take care of

Mona, Mona, you got too big to keep and too damn old to eat

When you were just a football at your mama's side

Reckon everyone figured you for a barbecue when you died

Here I'm thinking about you lying underground, pushing up a pine tree in my field

Oh, Mona, Mona, you can close your eyes, I've got a 12 gauge surprise waiting for you

Since the day she passed away everything's just the same

Everywhere I go somebody mentions her name

Sometimes it's easiest to tell a friend a lie, 'cause they don't understand the way I feel

Oh, Mona, Mona, so much of you to love, a little bit too much of you to take care of, so long

Now she's gone and I'm left alone, as you can see

Ever since I 'caused her death, well, I do miss her company