The sun was rising slowly, furnace hot at dawn Jay was in his hammock whittling on a horn I was in the kitchen munching stale cakes Thinking about Rose Mary and how the cookie breaks.
All in all, it’s just another down-home day.
Rose Mary was nineteen, slender as a wand Jay was something else, a bullfrog in a pond A viper in disguise, a rattler in a sack If you cared to call it, he would double slap you back.
Rose Mary was smitten, she fell for Jay in style Just like Robert Mitchum, full of menace with a smile Fluttered her eye lashes, half an inch of hunch [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-ballad-of-jay-and-rose-mary-lyrics-strawbs.html ] Jay was like a schoolboy, a kid in need of lunch.
Jay took her to a dinner and told her of his power He checked into a hotel room but only booked an hour Rose Mary was no mug, she didn’t miss a thing When Jay stepped on the gas, whipping off his ring.
His wedding ring was buried in the pocket of his pants Which Rose Mary was going through while Jay was scratching ants He opened up the bathroom door, feeling ill at ease But Rose Mary was long gone with his clothing and his keys.
I was getting ready to round up missing steers When Rose Mary came knocking in a crocodile of tears She asked me what my name was, I said my name was Jay She asked me did I sleep well ? I said most everyday.
They say that money talks, mine just said goodbye.