Lyrics
Well I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big town
Well I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big town
Well, I heard about you baby and I know what you've been putting down
Well I know you baby, you're from Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop
Well I know you baby, you're from Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop
Well, it aint no city, just a little old whistle stop
Well, now you remember, please don't hold me so tight
Well, now you remember, please don't hold me so tight
We standing on the corner and it might not look just right
It's been a long time, since I carried your books to school
It's been a long time, since I carried your books to school
We had a whole lotta fun riding home on grandpa's mule
Jump into my Roadmaster baby, this time we're riding in class
Jump into my Roadmaster baby, this time we're riding in class
We'll talk all about the future and foget about the past.