Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Papa, Won't You Let Me Go To Town With You, artist - Bobbie Gentry. Album song The Girl From Chickasaw County - The Complete Capitol Masters, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 20.09.2018
Record label: Capitol Records Nashville
Song language: English
Papa, Won't You Let Me Go To Town With You |
Just outside of delta country |
Where the bitter weeds growin wild |
Born seven miles outside of Woodland |
Was a Chicasaw County child |
An Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy |
Momma fixed a custard pie |
Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson |
She’s 'a apple of everyone’s eye |
Chickasaw County child |
Is gonna be ok Chickasaw County child |
You gonna be somebody someday |
Sporting her checkered feedsack dress |
A ruby ring from a Cracker Jack box |
Shufflin on down that gravel road |
Barefooted and chunking rocks |
Momma said looky here dumplin |
You’ll go far, cause you got style |
Ain’t nothing in this world gonna 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 a week from Monday |
Ain’t got much to pack |
A tin can of black strap sogga molasses |
And her momma’s almanac |
Momma done made her a brand new dress |
Made of blue polka dotted silk |
Two postcards from California |
And a gallon of buttermilk |
Chickasaw County child |
Is gonna be ok Chickasaw County child |
You gonna be somebody someday |
You gonna be somebody someday |
You gonna be somebody someday |