I wanna tell you all the story bout the Harper Valley widow’s wife
Who had a teenage daughter who attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well her daughter came home one afternoon and didn’t even stop to play
And she said mom I got a note here from the Harper Valley PTA
Well the note said Mrs. Johnson
You’re wearin’ your dresses way too high
It’s reported you’ve been drinkin’ and
A runnin’ round with men and goin’ wild
And we don’t believe you oughta be a
Bringin’ up your little girl this way
And it was signed by the secretary Harper Valley PTA
Well it happened that the PTA was gonna meet that very afternoon
And they were sure surprised when Mrs.Johnson
Wore her miniskirt into the room
And as she walked up to the blackboard I can still recall
The words she had to say
She said I’d like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well there’s Bobby Taylor sittin’
There and seven times he asked me for a date
And Mrs. Taylor sure seems to use a lotta ice whenever he’s away
And Mr. Baker can you tell us why
Your secretary had to leave this town
And shouldn’t widow Jones be told to keep
Her window shades all pulled completely down
Well Mr. Harper couldn’t be here cause
He stayed too long at Kelly’s Bar again
And if you smell Shirley Thompson’s
Breath you’ll find she’s had a little nip of gin
And THEN you have the nerve to tell me
You think that as a mother I’m not fit
Well this is just a little Peyton Place
And you’re all Harper Valley hypocrites
No I wouldn’t put you on because it
Really did it happened just this way
The day my mama socked it to the Harper Valley PTA
The day my mama socked it to the Harper Valley PTASongwriters: Hall, Clement, WooleyFor non-commercial use only.Data from: MusixmatchFeedback
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I always liked this song, and the movie too! 🙂
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Hmmm. Didn’t know it was a movie.
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I didn’t know about a movie either. Those story-telling, ballad tales put to song seem to be more poignant somehow. I woke up this morning dreaming about the song about Billy Jo, who jumped into the Tallahatche River…I think in Mississippi. I feel the need to search the song lyrics to take it off my sound track. 🙂
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I remember this song. There was a private school in the rich part of town called Harpeth Hall. It’s still there. When I was a kid I used to imagine that kind of hypocrisy going on there. Thanks for the memory.
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I’ll bet it wasn’t just imagination. 🙂 Hypocrisy does have its own life, and various sins and infractions can see worse among the rich, educated, and pious among us.
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