You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones You speakin' to Miss Wilson now Who's that knockin' on that door You better get away from that door I don't know nobody named Jones You're in the right church, brother, but the wrong pew Sam Jones left his lawful wife,

That help is coming When I need it most Give me hope But give me hope Let it rain As I walk these streets unknown To no one named Not even myself When I'm low