Sometimes I think about
The folks back home
And twelve miles of road
I used to roam
Sometimes I think about
My crazy Willie Jean
She ever get as far as New Orleans
We used to spend the summer
On a grassy riverbank
And drink hard water
From a rare old fillin' tank
Sometimes I think about
My crazy Willie Jean
Will she ever get as far as New Orleans?
Daddy told me, son
I see you're gonna come to harm
I'm gonna see you on that natural county farm
Sometimes I think about
That crazy Willie Jean
She ever get as far as New Orleans
Sometimes I lie awake
And I cry, I think about Willie Jean
Oh, she ever get as far as New Orleans
Mmm, mmm, please Willie Jean, as far as New Orleans
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