Roger Miller - Poor little john

^GLittle John lived on a mountainside, ^CNever thought mu^Dch about ta^Gking on a bride, ^GFinally he upped and he married one day, She ^Cdidn't like the c^Dountry so she ^Gdone run away

^CPoor little John, p^Goor little John, Your M^Cama used to lo^Dve you but your M^Gama's gone ^CWhat you gonna do, li^Gvin' all alone, Your ^CMama used to l^Dove you but your ^GMama's gone

^GLittle John say what a fool I be, ^CHot tone w^Doman make a m^Gonkey outa me, ^GLife gets lonesome on the mountainside, ^CGuess that's the rea^Dson little J^Gohn sit and cried

^CPoor little John, p^Goor little John, Your M^Cama used to lo^Dve you but your M^Gama's gone ^CWhat you gonna do, li^Gvin' all alone, Your ^CMama used to l^Dove you but your ^GMama's gone

^GLittle John don't know what he gonna do, ^CLose one wom^Dan, don't w^Ganna try for two, ^GGuess he'll get along without no help, ^CLive all his l^Dife on the m^Gountain by hisself

^CPoor little John, p^Goor little John, Your M^Cama used to lo^Dve you but your M^Gama's gone ^CWhat you gonna do, li^Gvin' all alone, Your ^CMama used to l^Dove you but your ^GMama's gone