Intro: verse 1 Widow Jones couldn't make it on her own Frank was electrified leaving six kids half grown In her misery she sent for me the Singer of Sad Songs And I sympathized and eulogized Frank Jones N.C. And she cried Singer of Sad Songs, I need your services today Doctor of broken hearts, wash your clothes and mend your socks for your pay verse 2 Farmer Brown had always dreamed of city lights Miniskirts 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 3 AM N.C. And she cried Singer of Sad Songs, I need your services today Doctor of broken hearts, got some early hybrid corn for your pay verse 3 Lovely Lucy sat there sipping a glass of wine She was at the church waiting 'til after nine But the groom to be was somewhere free with a case of yellow spine Lovely Lucy she's still a virgin, thats a crime N.C. And she cried Singer of Sad Songs, I need your services today Doctor of broken hearts, got a slightly used diamond for your pay