Somebody's knockin'
By john clare stokes
Ole Joe don't come looking for me
I'm not ready to lie peacefully
Waunita's artistry applied to me
Preacher don't come calling me
I'm not ready to walk that aisle
I got time to burn and many a mile
Jesus why you knocking on my door?
I'll lay quiet and pretend I'm not home
Maybe ole Joe, Waunita, Preacher and Jesus will leave me alone!
Waunita!
Waunita!
Lovely Waunita
Why do you, ole Joe, Preacher
and Jesus want me?
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