Willie Gene Songtext
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Sometimes I think about folks back home
That twelve mile road now that I used to roam
Sometimes I think about a girl named Willie Gene
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans?
We used to watch a riverboat from a grassy bank
Drink hard water from a railway fillin' tank
Yes sometimes I think about sweet Willie Gene
Did she ever get as far as New Orleans?
People told me that I'd come to harm
Here I am now on this hot old county farm
Sometimes at night now I think about Willie Gene
And I wonder did she ever get as far as New Orleans?
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