Conway Twitty - Mister Jones lyrics

Mr. Jones I'd like to speak to you For a moment if you don't mind I love your daughter And your daughter she wanna be mine. Yeah, Mr. Jones please be seated I know what's running through your mind I love your daughter And your daughter she wanna be mine. Yeah, I work in a shoe store on main street Make about fifty dollars every week But I'll work hard and get a raise If you'll just let me have her for always. Mr. Jones don't get excited Cause we've already made up our minds I love your daughter And your daughter she wanna be mine. Well, I'll treat her good and buy her things Like a lots of furs and diamond rings I'll buy her a cottage a car and a boat If you'll be kind enough to go on our note. Mr. Jones, don't get mad We'll get along, won't we dad Cause I love your daughter And your daughter she wanna be mine. Yeah, Mr. Jones, don't get mad We'll get along, won't we dad Cause I love your daughter And your daughter she wanna be mine