Lyrics

(By Hoyt Axton)

Sometimes I think about the folks back home
and the twelve mile road I used to roam
sometimes I think about a girl name Wille Jean
did she ever get as far as New Orleans?

We used to watch the riverboats from a grassy bank
yeah and drink hot water form a railway drain tank
sometimes I think about a girl name Wille Jean
did she ever get as far as New Orleans?

Sometimes I think about ol’ Saturday’s child
yeah and all the times we were runnin’ wild
sometimes I think about a girl name Wille Jean
did she ever get as far as New Orleans?

People always told me, they said “Boy, you’re gonna come to harm”
now look at me working here on this Hatfield county farm
sometimes I think about a girl name Willie Jean
did she ever get as far as New Orleans?