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
Sometimes I think about
that girl named Willie Jean
Wondering if she made it down
to New Orleans
We used to watch river boats
From a grassy bank
Drinking hot water
from a railroad filling tank
Sometimes I think about
that girl named Willie Jean
Wondering if she made it down
to New Orleans
The folks back there say
Why you come to home
Now here I am
Sitting here on this county farm
Sometimes I think about
that girl named Willie Jean
Wondering if she made it down
to New Orleans
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
