Jed’s Mad as a Hornet

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Jed wore a groove in the county courthouse floor Said, “That’s my girl,” as they locked the door She’d borrowed his truck and his last clean coat Now he’s pacing the lot with a paper sack note [Chorus] Jed’s mad as a hornet, red in the face His sweetheart’s got a room with a number and a place He says, “I love you, darlin’, but I’m worn down thin— You can’t keep making bail your way of checking in!” [Verse 2] She called from the jailhouse, “Bring my good shoes” Jed yelled, “You’ve got court, not a dance to choose!” Then he brought her a pie and a change of clothes Still grumbling all the way down the courthouse road [Chorus] Jed’s mad as a hornet, red in the face His sweetheart’s got a room with a number and a place He says, “I love you, darlin’, but I’m worn down thin— You can’t keep making bail your way of checking in!” [Bridge] She swore on her mama she’d straighten right out Jed crossed both arms and he let out a shout But she kissed his cheek through the bars with a grin And he sighed, “Next time, at least call me before you check in.” [Final Chorus] Jed’s mad as a hornet, red in the face Still waiting outside that familiar place He says, “I love you, darlin’, though I’m worn down thin— Just try staying home long enough to miss checking in!” [Outro] He drove her back slow with the pie on her knee She said, “Don’t fret, Jed—I’m trying to be free.”