(written by Pat McLaughlin)



The mockingbirds are lovely for this time of year

The one that's up above me sounds so blue and clear

What's he trying to tell me as if it doesn't show

It don't take much to sell me

I plain already know



You done me wrong, and that ain't right

You hit the switch, turned out the light

Another's arms have held you tight

You done me wrong, and that ain't right



Late last Sunday evening as I was out with friends

Drinking some and gambling, and tying up loose ends

Well I heard some conversation that I was not supposed to hear

My congratulations

The situation's clear



You done me wrong, and that ain't right

You hit the switch, turned out the light

Another's arms have held you tight

You done me wrong, and that ain't right


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