Sometimes I think
about old folks back home That 12
mile road that I used to roam
Sometimes I think about that girl
named Willie Jean Wondering if she made
it down to New Orleans
Whenever I think about the folks
back there You know I wonder if they
still have that old county fair
We used to watch river boats From
a grassy bank Drinking hot water
from a railroad filling tank
The folks back there say Why you come
to home Now here I am Sitting here
on this county farm
Oh, Willie Jean, Willie Jean Would
you come back to me Here I'm sitting
here on this county farm Willie Jean,
Willie Jean Would you come back Come
on, help me now
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