Clarissa Jones - Tom Paxton

Clarissa Jones got bit on the heel by a rat and she hit it with a broom

He ran to the corner and stood there grinning like he owned the god damn' room

Clarissa Jones threw an iron at the rat and the rat just seemed to say, «Fine.»

He twitched his tail in the corner and said, «You've got to go to sleep

sometime.»

Clarissa Jones’s kid aged 16 hated his heavy old shoes

He wanted fine strides like the studs on the street, and they’d know he’d been

paying his dues

Clarissa Jones’s kid got busted, she was three days gettin' the news

They gave him a meal, a shower and a uniform, and two old heavy shoes

(CHO:)

Clarissa Jones where are you going

It’s cold and the wind is blowing through your bones

And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?

Clarissa Jones carried bedpans, swept up, changed sheets and mopped the halls

The doctors said she was a very good worker, Clarissa Jones knew them all

Now Clarissa Jones sits in her window with her paper reading how they burned

the next street flat

She’s reading about the trouble.

She ought to write a letter saying «Hey,

it never happened like that.»

(CHO:)

Clarissa Jones where are you going

It’s cold and the wind is blowing through your bones

And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?

Mr. William Hawkins rose early, shaved, dressed carefully and drank his tea

He hit the desk at nine thanks to the Board of Opportunity

On his very first day this boss went to great lengths to make him feel at home

And his first assignment was a disposses on Miss Clarissa Jones

(CHO:)

Clarissa Jones where are you going

It’s cold and the wind is blowing through your bones

And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?

Ah where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?