Olivia Newton-John

(Parton)
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you
Please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him
Just because you can
Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of amber green
Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I can not compete with you, Jolene
He talks about you in his sleep
And there's nothing I can do to keep
From crying when he calls your name, Jolene
And I can easy understand how you can easy take my man
But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene