Life's good, friends are hard to find
And now one of mine is dead
And things I should have said to her
I shall say to you instead

Oh Mona, oh Mona
So much of you to love
There been too much of you to take care of
Mona, oh Mona

You got too big to keep and too damn old to eat
When you where just a football at your mama's side
I reckon everyone figured you for a barbecue when you died
And here I'm thinking about you
Lying underground pushing up a pine tree in my field

Oh, Mona, Mona, you can close your eyes
I've got a twelve-gauge surprise
Waiting for you

Since the day she passed away
Everything's just the same
Everywhere I go
Somebody mentions her name

Sometimes it's easiest
To tell a friend a lie
They don't understand
The way I feel
Oh, Mona, oh Mona
So much of you to love
There been too much of you to take care of
So long

Now she is gone
And I am left alone
As you can see
But ever since
I caused her death
Well I do miss her company