Willie Jean

Sometimes I think about the folks back home
That twelve mile stretch of road that we used to roam
Sometimes I think about a little girl named Willie Jean
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans

We used to lie on a hilltop, catch that risin' sun
Walk down by the river to see that old river run
Oh god it easy then to make her feel like a queen
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans

We used to walk hand in hand down by the river bank
Drink hot water from an old railway tank
She turned into a woman at the age of seventeen
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans

My mama used to tell me, son don't you ever come to harm
Look at me here people, I'm on this goddamn county farm
Sometimes I lie awake just thinkin' about sweet Willie Jean
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans

Ssometimes I think about the folks back home
And I wonder do they miss me or even think of me since I been on the roam
And sometimes I think about a little girl named Willie Jean
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans