Oh Willie , Old Willie

Oh Willie, old Willie

Won’t you sing me a song

Make it a sweet one

That tells of a wrong

Of a River of Whisky

Or two outlaws gone bad

Oh Willie, old Willie

I’m feeling so sad

Sing the Last Thing I Needed

So I’ll not feel alone

Angel Flying Too Low

Or a song about home

Croon about Blue Eyes

Crying in The Rain

Oh Willie old Willie

I need Blue Skies and pain

Oh Willie, old Willie

Old friend through the years

You sang your songs

And we drank so many beers

Living in the Promised Land

With Georgia on My Mind

Oh Willie, old Willie

Never leave us behind!