Bobbie Sue

I heard about her from a friend of mine
 He said she lives across the county line
 The sweetest pick that ever grew on the vine
 And now that's where I'm spending all my time
 Her daddy Robert and her mama Ruth
 They had a daughter name of Bobbie Sue
 And now she's eighteen and she knows the truth
 Nobody's gonna tell her what to do
 Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 Ca-can't you see my love is true?
 I want to ma-ma-ma-ma-marry you
 Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 Instrumental
 I'll take her riding on a Friday night
 Straight down the highway in the clear moonlight
 My Chevy's humming as she holds me tight
 We'll find a preacher and we'll do it right
 Her daddy told her that she'd have to wait
 Her mama said, "Don't make a big mistake"
 But we'll keep driving till we're out of state
 And when they find us it'll be too late
 Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 Ca-can't you see my love is true?
 I want to ma-ma-ma-ma-marry you
 Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 Ca-can't you see my love is true?
 I want to ma-ma-ma-ma-marry you
 Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 Instrumental
 (Bass) Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 (Bass) Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bobbie Sue
 (Bass) Bahhhhhhhhhhbie Sue