Barbara Joy - George Jones

Will you be there in the courtyard for the joy

Will your honor be avenged with justice done

When they cover my head over for the joy

Will you hide your face in shame for what you’ve done?

You were alway wild and reckless, Barbara dear

But I worshiped you, my love was like a fire

And your wedding was the high spot of the whole year

But your marriage left so much to be desired

Saying that you are were willing Barbara Joy

The face you’re showing gives away your sin

All your hopes of money can’t retore your pride

Maybe you were willin', don’t let me die

When the phone rang in the middle of the night

Your tender voice was shaking with alarm

So without a thought I hurried to your side

Always seeking to protect you from all harm

You threw your arms around me, it was like a dream

And what we knew was bound to happen, did

Then the doorway framed your husband and I heard you scream

Unless you speak tomorrow I’ll be dead

Saying that you are were willing Barbara Joy

The face you’re showing gives away your sin

All your hopes of money can’t retore your pride

Maybe you were willin', don’t let me die