I wanna tell you all the story 'bout a Harper Valley widowed wifeWho had a teenage daughter who attended Harper Valley Junior HighWell, her daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to playAnd she said, "Mom, I got a note here from the Harper Valley P.T.A."
Well, the note said, "Mrs. Johnson, you're wearin' your dresses way too highIt's reported you've been drinkin' and a-runnin' round with men and goin' wildAnd we don't believe you oughta 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 afternoonAnd they were sure surprised when Mrs. Johnson wore her miniskirt into the roomAnd as she walked up to the blackboard, I can still recall the words she had to sayShe said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley P.T.A."
Well, there's Bobby Taylor sittin' there and seven times he's asked me for a dateAnd Mrs. Taylor sure seems to use a lotta ice whenever he's awayAnd 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 againAnd if you'll smell Shirley Thompson's breath, you'll find she's had a little nip of ginAnd then you have the nerve to tell me you think that as a mother I'm not fitWell, this is just a little Peyton Place and you're all Harper Valley hypocrites!
No, I wouldn't put you on because it really didIt happened just this wayThe day my mama socked it to the Harper Valley P.T.A.The day my mama socked it to the Harper Valley P.T.A.