Track 12
Telephone

“If ya wanna live in luxury”, said a friend of mine one day.
“ Call Jackson-one-eight-seven-three and here’s the thing to say:
‘ I’ve loved ya, Honey, from afar but I’m shy as I can be...
But m’ heart is always where you are so won’t chya marry me?’”

Said she, “Yessiree, I’ll marry you...never thought I’d git the chance,
‘ Cause I may have a million bucks or two but I ain’t got no romance.”
So now we’re hitched an’ settled down...I’m as rich as I can be...
An’ I owe it all to the telephone fer bringin’ this to me!

TELEPHONE! TELEPHONE!
Congratulations, Alexander Graham Bell!
Oh there ain’t no need to mention, it’s a mighty fine invention.
You can even call the Farmer in the Dell!

Telephoned fer a load of cattle from down in Abilene.
I got me a horse an’ saddle an’ a great big limousine!
I spent ten thousand smackaroos, called a friend from San Antone...
An’ I just sit back, take off my shoes an’ hug that TELEPHONE!

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