Where are you going, Billy Boy?
Where are you going, Billy Boy?
I'm going to Atlanta
Let this farm just run on down
It's made all it can make
But it don't go around
Do you want to go with me, Mary Lou?
Do you want to go with me, Mary Lou?
I'm not sure I could live there
I don't have no city ways
And it's hard to leave
Where I was born and raised
Look at all those buildings, Billy Boy
I think I'm gonna like it, Billy Boy
Look at all the bright lights
The night seems just like day
It makes the farm seem so far away
Where are you going, Mary Lou?
Where are you going?
You're not going out again tonight, are you?
I didn't buy this new dress
Just to sit and watch TV
I'm going out and let the town see me
Where are you going, Billy Boy?
Where are you going, Billy Boy?
Where are you going, Mary Lou?
Where are you going, Billy Boy?
Billy Boy
I'm going home
Back to that run-down farm
Where all the dirt is used for growing corn
Do you want to go with me, Mary Lou?


Where are you going, Mary Lou?