Chickasaw County Child Bobbie Gentry
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[Verse 1]
Just outside of Delta country
Where the bitter weeds growin' wild
Born seven miles outside o' Woodland
Was a Chicasaw County child
[Verse 2]
An' Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy
Momma fixed a custard pie
Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson
She's the apple of everyone's eye
[Chorus]
Chickasaw County child
Is gonna be okay
Chickasaw County child
You gonna be somebody someday
[Verse 3]
Sportin' her checkered feedsack dress
A ruby ring from a Cracker Jack box
Shufflin' on down that gravel road
Barefooted and chunkin' rocks
[Verse 4]
Momma said "Look-a here, Dumplin'
You'll go far 'cause you got style"
Ain't nothin' in this world gonna hold her back
Her pretty Chickasaw County child
Just outside of Delta country
Where the bitter weeds growin' wild
Born seven miles outside o' Woodland
Was a Chicasaw County child
[Verse 2]
An' Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy
Momma fixed a custard pie
Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson
She's the apple of everyone's eye
[Chorus]
Chickasaw County child
Is gonna be okay
Chickasaw County child
You gonna be somebody someday
[Verse 3]
Sportin' her checkered feedsack dress
A ruby ring from a Cracker Jack box
Shufflin' on down that gravel road
Barefooted and chunkin' rocks
[Verse 4]
Momma said "Look-a here, Dumplin'
You'll go far 'cause you got style"
Ain't nothin' in this world gonna hold her back
Her pretty Chickasaw County child
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