Mona

Mona, she comes in the morning She brings me a bottle of wine She comes to my bed, soothes up my head Makes me feel alright Makes me feel alright Mona, she comes on a Friday She stays it to the night Mona, she comes to my bedroom To keep my spirits high To keep my spirits high Mona, she brings me no money She brings me no food All she brings is her sweet, sweet love Makes my afternoon Makes my afternoon When daylight falls from my window Another night's come and gone I always know 'cause I'm feeling so low Mona, you know she has gone Mona, you know she has gone --- Mona - J.J. Cale