Well I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big townWell I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big townWell, I heard about you baby and I know what you've been putting downWell I know you baby, you're from Oke-She-Moke-She-PopWell I know you baby, you're from Oke-She-Moke-She-PopWell, it aint no city, just a little old whistle stopWell, now you remember, please don't hold me so tightWell, now you remember, please don't hold me so tightWe standing on the corner and it might not look just rightIt's been a long time, since I carried your books to schoolIt's been a long time, since I carried your books to schoolWe had a whole lotta fun riding home on grandpa's muleJump into my Roadmaster baby, this time we're riding in classJump into my Roadmaster baby, this time we're riding in classWe'll talk all about the future and foget about the past.
