Paisley Sadie / Will ya' leave the Jackets on

She got married in the 1940s Sally-Ann’s’ sweet baby, Paisley Sadie He was an older, Irish protestant Christian, construction Mason man Well, she was starry-eyed n’ silly when she met ol’ Willy He was a’ ringin’ her bell at Salvation Army Her hair sprang outta’ her curlers, first time he kissed her And she slapped him ‘cross the face, they both looked silly For heaven’s sake, sufficed to say, Somewhere tween gears, building canals and bridges And a few more kisses and a couple o’ dates Those two crazy kids quickly got engaged Cuz’ Sadie leave them jackets on He’s comin’ home and he won’t be long Ol’ Duffy’s Truck, parked in the barn Side door slams, kids, you’ve been warned Lock that phone up in the box ( Debra jean, Clark and Colleen, shut off that dang idiot box ) Kids, clamor up and run along Pots n’ pans out on the lawn Sadie did ya’ leave them jackets on? Paisley Sadie, stood by her man Strict protestant form Ireland Loved all those children, for Christ’s sake, She never sinned while she fed all eight Billy, unbutton Davey’s coat Ardelle’s brushin’ Darlene’s hair Wash your face Clark, supper’s on the stove Darlene, Glenna’ come down from there! Ol’ Daddy Duffy’s comin’ home So, Sadie, leave them jackets on Cuz, he’s coming home, the truck door slams Tatters’ mashed, Gotta’ glaze that ham Pots n’ pans will be on the lawn If you don’t leave them jackets on Wash your face girls, clean your nails Clarky’s hangin’ by the bedrails Them dang taters over boil Broom handles and box spring coils Kids, Shut off that idiot box Sadie’s praying’ the clamoring stops Sadie will ya’ leave them jackets on? ‘For Willy tans the skin on their hides? Davie’s been with Ned at the Pine Billie snuck in late last night Truck’s comin’ down that 406 Clark, put away that hockey stick! Lock that phone up in the box Gather those pans and pick up the pots Darlene, Debbie, put away your coats Paisley Sadie, mash the potatoes Willy’s truck is nearly home Set that table he won’t be long Pots n’ pans out on the lawn If Sadie doesn’t have them jackets on Sadie, will ya’ leave them jackets on? Dontcha’ skin them tater hides Within inches of their lives. Won’t ya’ leave them jackets on! Sadie leave Them jackets on! Well Ol’ Willy, he died kinda’ young Left Nana Sadie all alone Birthday cards for everyone The house was everybody’s home Tea with lunch, toast cut 4 squares With grocery bag around her hair Before bed we say our prayers Ol’ night lights n’ no bed bug bites Will ya’ leave them jackets on Sadie? Willy’s left you all alone Will ya’ leave the jackets on Sadie 'Cuz it’s half passed kissing time and time to kiss again Gotta’ button up their coats Ol’ Willy’s coming home Ol’ Willy’s coming home