I want to tell you all the story `bout a Harper Valley widowed 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 P.T.A.
Well, the note says, “Mrs. Johnson,
you`re wearing your dresses way too high.
It`s been reported you`ve been drinking
and a-running round with men and going wild.
Now, we don`t believe you ought to be
a-bringin` up your little girl this way.“
And it was signed by the “Secretary, Harper Valley P.T.A.“
Well, it happened that the P.T.A. was gonna meet that very afternoon,
and, boy, were they surprised
when Mrs Johnson wore her mini-skirt 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 meetin` of the Harper Valley P.T.A."
“Now there`s Bobby Taylor sittin` there,
and seven times he`s asked me for a date,
and Mrs Taylor she seems to use a lot of 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 completey down."
“Now 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,as a mother,you think that I'm not fit.
Well, this is just a little Peyton Place,
and you`re all Harper Valley hypocrites."
Now I wouldn`t put you on,
because it really did, it thappened just this way,
that day my momma socked it to the Harper Valley P.T.A.,
that day my momma socked it to the Harper Valley P.T.A.
