Jo lene, Jo (F)lene, Jo (C)lene, Jo (Dm)lene,

I’m (C)beg ging of you, please don’t take (Dm)my man.

Jo lene, Jo (F)lene, Jo (C)lene, Jo (Dm)lene,

(C)please don’t take him just be cause you (Dm)can.

Your beau ty is be (F)yond com pare, with (C)flam ing locks of (Dm)au burn hair, with (C)i v’ry skin and eyes of em ’rald (Dm)green.

Your smile is like a (F)breath of spring, your (C)voice is soft like (Dm)sum mer rain, and (C)I what can ev er not com pete with you, Jo lene.

He talks a bout you (F)in his sleep and there’s (C)noth ing I can (Dm)do to keep from cry in’ when he (C)calls your name, Jo (Dm)lene.

And I can eas ’ly (F)un der stand how (C)you could eas ’ly (Dm)take my man, but you (C)don’t know what he means to me, Jo (Dm)lene.

Jo lene, Jo (F)lene, Jo (C)lene, Jo (Dm)lene,

I’m (C)beg ging of you, please don’t take (Dm)my man.

Jo lene, Jo (F)lene, Jo (C)lene, Jo (Dm)lene,

(C)please don’t take him just be cause you (Dm)can.

Jo lene,

Jo lene,

please don’t take my man, Jo lene,

Jo lene,

Jo lene.

My hap pi ness de pends on you, Jo lene.