Jody’s  at the  back  door, 
            comin’  on  in                    

            He don’t see no harm;
            He don’t see no sin.                

            He don’t see  nutin’, 
            what’s right in front of him.              

            Girl,
            don’t cha know how you hurt me?

            Don’t cha know how I care?

            Best be tellin’ Jody,
            “Don’t be comin’ round here.”

            Jody’s at the back door,
            comin’ on in.

            He don’t see no harm.
            He don’t see no sin.

            He don’t see the trouble
            you’re getting’ him in.

            Girl, 
            don’t cha know how you hurt me?

            Don’t cha know how I care?

            If you’re still doin’ Jody, 
            you had betta beware.

 

            Jody’s at the back door,
            comin’ on in.

            He don’t see no harm. 
            He don’t see no sin.

            He don’t see no bullet, waitin’ for him.

           Girl,
           don’t cha know how you hurt me?

            Don’t cha know how I cared?

            I warned you about Jody,
            just how much I could bare.

            No Jody’s at the back door,
            comin’ on in.

            He don’t see no harm.
            He don’t see no sin.

            He don’t see nutin’,
            ever again.

            Girl, 
            don’t cha know how you hurt me?

            Don’t cha know how I cared?

            One last bullet,
            will end the whole affair.

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