I got a gal named Willie Mae, and she lives in the low, low, land I got a gal named Willie Mae, Lord, and she lives in the low, low, land Lord, the way I got that woman, I declare I stole her from another man
All my life, baby, you know I've had to roam All my life, baby, you know I've had to roam Just on account o'me breaking that poor man's home
Willie Mae, Willlie Mae Willie Mae, don't you hear me calling you? Lord if I don't get my Willie Mae, I declare no other woman will do
When I get to thinkin' 'bout Willie Mae, cold chill run up and down my spine When I get to thinkin' 'bout Willie Mae, cold chill run up and down my spine Lord, sometimes I wished I was dead, 'cause Willie Mae you know I'm afraid of dyin'
I'm gonna leave here, I'm goin' on down the line I'm gonna leave here, baby n' I'm goin' on down the line Willie Mae you know I don't do nothin' here, Lord knows, but grieve and cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
