roger miller
poor little john
Little John lived on a mountainside,  Never thought much about taking on a bride,  Finally he upped and he married one day,  She didn't like the country so she done run away   Poor little John, poor little John,  Your Mama used to love you but your Mama's gone  What you gonna do, livin' all alone,  Your Mama used to love you but your Mama's gone   Little John say what a fool I be,  Hot tone woman make a monkey outa me,  Life gets lonesome on the mountainside,  Guess that's the reason little John sit and cried   Poor little John, poor little John,  Your Mama used to love you but your Mama's gone  What you gonna do, livin' all alone,  Your Mama used to love you but your Mama's gone   Little John don't know what he gonna do,  Lose one woman, don't want to try for two,  Guess he'll get along without no help,  Live all his life on the mountain by his-self