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