Tell ‘Em Willie Boy’s a’Comin’

Lyrics
Willie was a son of an old man He never, ever had a dime Making his living off of black land But he always seemed to make out finem yeah Laying down all of his sweet talk You know he was a ladies man He was doing all right till he got caught Stealing money off another man So tell 'em Willie Boy's a'comin' Tell 'em he's coming home To the year and the beers, oh lordy, he's gone so long Tell 'em Willie Boy's a'comin' Tell 'em that he's on his way If the old Chatham line makes it in on time Tell 'em Willie's coming home to stay Well, the preacher man was preachin on a Sunday But Willie Boy couldn't be found 'Cause the law came and took him away I seen him riding out of town, yeah Four gray walls and a bunk bed Now Willie had to pay his dues Two to five years and a hard head Got Willie back his walkin' shoes So tell 'em Willie Boy's a'comin' Tell 'em he's coming home To the year and the beers, oh lordy, he's gone so long Tell 'em Willie Boy's a'comin' Tell 'em that he's on his way If the old Chatham line makes it in on time Tell 'em Willie's coming home to stay So tell 'em Willie Boy's a'comin' Tell 'em he's coming home To the year and the beers, oh lordy, he's gone so long Tell 'em Willie Boy's a'comin' Tell 'em that he's on his way If the old Chatham line makes it in on time Tell 'em Willie's coming home to stay If the old Chatham line makes it in on time Tell 'em Willie's coming home to stay
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Credits
- Writers
- Tommy James
- Bob King