Dear John Lyrics
| Song | Dear John |
| Artist | Hank Williams |
| Album | The Absolutely Essential Collection |
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| Key f writers, aubry gass and tex ritter | |
| (f) well when i woke up this mornin', | |
| There was a note upon my door, | |
| Said don't make me no coffee babe, | |
| 'cause i won't be back no more, | |
| And that's all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I've (c7) sent your saddle (f) home. | |
| Now jonah got along in the belly of the whale, | |
| Daniel in the lion's den, | |
| But i know a guy that didn't try to get along, | |
| And he won't get a chance again, | |
| And that's all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I've fetched your saddle home. | |
| Now she didn't forward no address, | |
| Nor she didn't say goodbye, | |
| All she said was if you get blue, | |
| Just hang your little head and cry, | |
| And that's all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I've sent your saddle home. | |
| Now my gal's short and stubby, | |
| She's strong as she can be, | |
| But if that little old gal of mine, | |
| Ever get's a-hold of me, | |
| That's all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I've sent your saddle home. | |
| Now jonah got along in the belly of the whale, | |
| Daniel in the lion's den, | |
| But i know a man that didn't try to get along, | |
| And he won't get a chance again, | |
| And that's all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I've fetched your saddle home. | |
| Now i went down to the bank this morning, | |
| The cashier said with a grin, | |
| I feel so sorry for you hank, | |
| But your wife has done been in, | |
| And that's all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I've sent your saddle home. |
| Key f writers, aubry gass and tex ritter | |
| f well when i woke up this mornin', | |
| There was a note upon my door, | |
| Said don' t make me no coffee babe, | |
| ' cause i won' t be back no more, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve c7 sent your saddle f home. | |
| Now jonah got along in the belly of the whale, | |
| Daniel in the lion' s den, | |
| But i know a guy that didn' t try to get along, | |
| And he won' t get a chance again, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve fetched your saddle home. | |
| Now she didn' t forward no address, | |
| Nor she didn' t say goodbye, | |
| All she said was if you get blue, | |
| Just hang your little head and cry, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve sent your saddle home. | |
| Now my gal' s short and stubby, | |
| She' s strong as she can be, | |
| But if that little old gal of mine, | |
| Ever get' s ahold of me, | |
| That' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve sent your saddle home. | |
| Now jonah got along in the belly of the whale, | |
| Daniel in the lion' s den, | |
| But i know a man that didn' t try to get along, | |
| And he won' t get a chance again, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve fetched your saddle home. | |
| Now i went down to the bank this morning, | |
| The cashier said with a grin, | |
| I feel so sorry for you hank, | |
| But your wife has done been in, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve sent your saddle home. |
| Key f writers, aubry gass and tex ritter | |
| f well when i woke up this mornin', | |
| There was a note upon my door, | |
| Said don' t make me no coffee babe, | |
| ' cause i won' t be back no more, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve c7 sent your saddle f home. | |
| Now jonah got along in the belly of the whale, | |
| Daniel in the lion' s den, | |
| But i know a guy that didn' t try to get along, | |
| And he won' t get a chance again, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve fetched your saddle home. | |
| Now she didn' t forward no address, | |
| Nor she didn' t say goodbye, | |
| All she said was if you get blue, | |
| Just hang your little head and cry, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve sent your saddle home. | |
| Now my gal' s short and stubby, | |
| She' s strong as she can be, | |
| But if that little old gal of mine, | |
| Ever get' s ahold of me, | |
| That' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve sent your saddle home. | |
| Now jonah got along in the belly of the whale, | |
| Daniel in the lion' s den, | |
| But i know a man that didn' t try to get along, | |
| And he won' t get a chance again, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve fetched your saddle home. | |
| Now i went down to the bank this morning, | |
| The cashier said with a grin, | |
| I feel so sorry for you hank, | |
| But your wife has done been in, | |
| And that' s all she wrote, dear john, | |
| I' ve sent your saddle home. |
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