Widow Jones couldn't make it on her own

Frank was 'lectrafied leaving six kids half grown

In her misery she sent for me the singer of sad songs

And I sympathized and eulogized Frank Jones

And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today

Doctor of broken hearts

I'll wash your clothes and mend your socks for your pay

Farmer Brown had always dreamed of city lights

Mini skirts on pretty girls were in his sights

So one early morn he left his corn to harvest a field of sin

Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m.

And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today

Doctor of broken hearts got some early hybrid corn for your pay

Lovely Lucy sat there sippin' a glass of wine

She was at the church waitin' till after nine

But the groom to be was somewhere free with a case of yellow spine

Lovely Lucy is still a virgin and that's a crime

And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today

Doctor of broken hearts got a slightly used diamond for your pay