Larry Cataldo - Henry Jones Lyrics

Henry Jones was an odd little man
He would pull closed the door when he stood outside a room.
Henry Jones was a big Beatle fan
He knew all of the worlds but he couldn't hold a tune...a tapping on the spoons.

But everything would be fine, when his Martha came to town
But she never came to town.
And everything would be fine, with a good book open wide
And his lamp without a bulb.

Henry Jones liked to dine with his cat
He would serve buttermilk, but the cat liked chicken bones.
Every night they would play two-hand bridge
Till the cat's friend would call, leaving Henry all alone
With trump cards in his hands.
...But she never came to town.