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Where is Bobbie Gentry?
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What Are The Lyrics For Where is Bobbie Gentry? By Jill Sobule?
Out in the desert where the sun slowly cures deep brown
She's got a little shack, a pick-up truck parked out on the edge of town It's just what I imagined, no one knows where she'd be Maybe she's in heaven passing black-eyed peas Where is Bobbie Gentry? Where is Bobbie Gentry? Up in Alaska, Hollywood, or maybe in Japan I bet that she's still beautiful, goes barefoot everywhere she can Does she still play guitar or write a song or two Maybe that is over, she's got better things to do Where is Bobbie Gentry? Where is Bobbie Gentry? If I could just find you, I would love you then I'd leave you alone If I could just find you, I would love you and I'd leave you alone Alone 1967, Bobbie made it to the Billboard charts Then ten years later, disappeared and broke everybody's heart Does she ever go to Choctaw, ever go back on that bridge Well, I was the baby who was thrown off the Talahatchie Bridge I was the baby who was thrown off the Talahatchie Bridge Where is Bobbie Gentry? Where is Bobbie Gentry? B-o-b-b-i-e G-e-n-t-r-y B-o-b-b-i-e G-e-n-t-r-y Where is Bobbie Gentry? Where is Bobbie Gentry? Where is Bobbie Gentry? Where is Bobbie Gentry? |
Who Wrote Where is Bobbie Gentry? By Jill Sobule?
Jill Sobule, Robin Eaton
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