song for jean
jean sits back in her rocking chair
tries to see if anyone's there
the window keeps her eyes on the world
got broke last week, but you never heard
the same 2 pictures hang upon the wall
of her favourite son, he never calls
she says she don't mind being alone
there's no place like home
now I don't know quite who Jean is
because so many jeans exist
I'd dearly love to help out if I could
but the people that scare you scare me
and I'd rather I couldn't see
sorry jean, I ain't no Robin Hood
now I'll say I don't know who it could be
who wakes jean up at night at a quarter to three
and sneaks inside her house at the dead of night
a cowardly man I'm sure, so where's the fight
and I'll say I don't feel Jean's fears today
deep inside I share them, but I won't say
cause when Jean went to see who it could be
she scared away a man twice the size of me
now I don't know quite who Jean is
because so many jeans exist
I'd dearly love to help out if I could
but the people that scare you scare me
and I'd rather I couldn't see
sorry jean, I ain't no Robin Hood
