Testo Willie Gene

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?