Lletres: Queen Adreena. Jolene.

Your beauty is beyond compare,
With flaming locks of auburn hair,
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green...
Your smile is like a breath of spring,
Your voice is soft like summer rain,
And I just can't compete with you Jolene.

He talks about you in his sleep,
And there's nothin' I can do to keep
From cryin' when he calls your name, Jolene...
And I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man,
But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene...

Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene...

I'm beggin of you, don't take my man.
Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene...
Please don't take him, even though you can.
He talks about you in his sleep,
And there's nothin' I can do to keep
From cryin' when he calls your name, Jolene...

And I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man,
But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene...

Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene...

I'm beggin' of you, don't take my man.

Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene...

Please don't take him, just because you can.

Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene...