The late Mr Jones is a life pearly the late Mr Jones is on time rarely

When he bought her flowers she had some for hours

From another with dreams of his own

Then he found that he was in love madly he wanted to tell of his love badly

Before he could do it who else speed him to it the rival of the late Mr Jones

The late Mr Jones shoes his hurt with his eyes

The first thing that he did on time was to cry

And now at the end of the church wedding

Who just came in late cause he's been dreading

The sight of the new bride that should be his own

To visit it's too late Mr Jones