Sometimes I think about
a girl back home
And the twelve mile road there
we used to roam
Sometimes I think about
a girl named Willy Jean
Did she ever get
as far as New Orleans?
Sometimes I think about
the people there
And I wonder if they still have,
have their County Fair
Sometimes I think about
a girl named Willy Jean
Did she ever get
as far as New Orleans?
We used to watch a train
from a grassy bank
Yeah, drink hot water
from a railway filling tank
Sometimes I think about
a girl named Willy Jean
Did she ever get
as far as New Orleans?
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