I heard about her from a friend of mine
He said she lived across the county line
The sweetest grape 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 named her Bobbie Sue
And now she's 18 and she knows the truth
Nobody's gonna tell her what to do
I'll take her riding on a Friday night
Straight down the highway in the clear moonlight
My Chevy's humming and 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 til' we're out of reach
And when they find us it'll be too late
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Bo bbie Sue fade