 I wanna tell you all a story
About a Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter
That attended Harper Valley Junior High
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 wearing your dresses way too high
And it's been rumored you've been drinking
And running around with men and going wild
And we really don't think you should
Be bringing up your little girl this way
And it was signed the secretary
Of the Harper Valley PTA.
Well, it happened that PTA
Was gonna meet that very afternoon
And they were all suprised when Mrs. Johnson
Wore her mini-skirt into the room
And when she walked up to the blackboard,
I 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 sitting there
And seven times he's asked me for a date
And Mrs. Taylor sure seems to use
A lot of ice when he's away
And Mr. Baker can you tell us
Why your secretary had to leave this town
And can Winter Jones be told
To leave her window shades
All perfectly layed down.
Well Mr. Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too late at Kelly's Bar again
And if you smell Shirly Thompson's breath
You'll find she's had a little nip of gin.
And still you see the need to tell me
That as a mother I'm not fit.
Well, this is just a little hating place
For all you Harper Valley hipocrites."
No, I wouldn't put you on
Because it didn't really happen just that way
The day my momma socked it to
The Harper Valley PTA.
The day my momma socked it to
The Harper Valley PTA...
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