Singer Of Sad Songs Lyrics - Bobby Bare

Widow Jones couldn't make it on her own 

Frank was 'lectrafied leaving six kids half grown 

In her misery she sent for me the singer of sad songs 

And I sympathized and eulogized Frank Jones 

And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today 

Doctor of broken hearts 

I'll wash your clothes and mend your socks for your pay 

Farmer Brown had always dreamed of city lights 

Mini skirts on pretty girls were in his sights 

So one early morn he left his corn to harvest a field of sin 

Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m. 

And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today 

Doctor of broken hearts got some early hybrid corn for your pay 

Lovely Lucy sat there sippin' a glass of wine 

She was at the church waitin' till after nine 

But the groom to be was somewhere free with a case of yellow spine 

Lovely Lucy is still a virgin and that's a crime 

And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today 

Doctor of broken hearts got a slightly used diamond for your pay