Dooley Jones was doomed since the day that he was born
All because his mama was Sadie Jones
Cruel words upon him ever since he was young
You ain't got no daddy, boy, you ain't no man's son
Children heard the facts at home
Talked them up in school
Teased him 'til his mind was bent and bruised
You ain't got no daddy Dooley Jones
Weight upon his shoulder
A thorn stuck in his soul
His body walks and talks
But his mind has no control
Dooley Jones, Dooley Jones
You're no man's son, you're no man's child
Spring time satisfaction
This infants heart is wild
Dooley walks the highways
Every day for miles
Babbling to birds flying by
Babbling to the birds as they fly by
Somewhere some man hides his eyes
'Cause Dooley is his child
Son of season's pleasure
Forever runnin' wild
Dooley Jones, Dooley Jones
You're no man's son, you're no man's child
Spring time satisfaction
This infants heart is wild
Dooley Jones, Dooley Jones
You're no man's son, you're no man's child
Spring time satisfaction
This infants heart is wild
Forever runnin' wild, oh Dooley
Forever runnin' wild, spring time satisfaction
Ever runnin' wild, forever runnin' wild
Ever runnin' wild, forever runnin' wild
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