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I hear tell there's a stranger in the Jones household |
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(Yes siree, yes siree) |
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That's what I'm told |
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I hear tell there's a new arrival six days old |
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(Yes siree, yes siree) |
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Worth his weight in gold |
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Come right in and meet the son |
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Christening's done |
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Time to have some fun |
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(Yes siree, yes siree, yes siree) |
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Yes siree, yes siree |
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It's a big holiday everywhere |
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For the Jones family has a brand new heir |
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He's the joy Heaven sent |
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And they proudly present Mister Franklin D Roosevelt Jones |
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When he grows up he never will stray |
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With a name like the one that he's got today |
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As he walks down the street folks will say |
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"Pleased to meet Mister Franklin D Roosevelt Jones" |
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What a smile and how he shows it |
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He'll keep happy all day long |
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What a name, I bet he knows it |
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With that handle how can he go wrong? |
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And the folks in the town all agree |
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He'll be famous, as famous as he can be |
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How can he be a dud or a stick in the mud |
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When he's Franklin D Roosevelt Jones? |
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(Yes siree, yes siree, yes siree) |
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'Cause he's Franklin D Roosevelt of Jones |
