Mona

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, oh Mona So much of you to love There been too much of you to take care of Mona, oh Mona You got too big to keep and too damn old to eat When you where just a football at your mama's side I reckon everyone figured you for a barbecue when you died And 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 twelve-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 They don't understand The way I feel Oh, Mona, oh Mona So much of you to love There been too much of you to take care of So long Now she is gone And I am left alone As you can see But ever since I caused her death Well I do miss her company