From the recording Mark Brine and His Folkabilly Bluezgrass
Written by: Mark Brine
1. Me and Willie, we’d run away Out here to Styles pond‘N stay here till the early hourswould meet the break of dawnThen one night Willie drowned hereIn a still-unanswered wayBut, in the memories of my youthHe’s still alive today
2. Willie would’ve have been my age, butGod just didn’t planOn Willie’s ever growin’ upTo be a full grown manBut, through the spring years of our lives We pal’d together hereI’d talk about the future, but Willie’dNever seem to hear
Chorus:Willie, can ya hear me?I wish-t-God you couldIt’s almost like ya knew it, WillieI just never understoodWillie, are ya happy?Are ya where ya wanted to be ... orWillie, do ya ever come back hereAnd reminisce like me?
3.Willie used to say that he Could hear God’s angels singAnd even to this day, I alwaysJust sit here, listeningAnd sometimes I believe I can hear themWhen I stare across the pondAnd way off in the distance, I swear I’m hearin’Willie singin’ long
©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)