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Bobbie Gentry Chickasaw County Child

hold her back Her pretty Chickasaw County child Chickasaw County child Is gonna be ok Chickasaw County child You gonna be somebody someday Leavin the county

You You Came into my life It was sunshine everywhere You were outta sight Just standing, shining there Shining there Shining there All my days were bright

Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge And Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County

Good mornin' mornin' glory Good mornin' what's your story Good mornin' where'd you spend the night Where did your night dreams take you Sorry but I had

Here are some samples of the fabric, Miss Morgan I know how painful it must be But I guess it's your responsibility I understand he was your fiancee

Took the Continental Trailways 'Cause I didn't have the fare To get from Cincinnati to Los Angeles by air The guy who said he'd meet me In a shiny limousine

Rain on my Sunday shoes Pick up the daily news Looks like tomorrows blues But its better than none Call on the telephone knowin' that he's not home

Marigolds and tangerines And lots of rusty window screens Funny Paper, fountain pen And patchwork things to cover in Puppy dogs and potpourri Oh won'

understand you It really ain't your fault that the west is so wild Billy the kid cain't reprimand you You must have been deprived when you was a child