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