Written by Bobbie Gentry

Papa, woncha let me go to town with you
Papa, I’m feelin’ so down an’ blue
You just gotta come around, please do
Papa, woncha let me go to town with you

There’s a new dress as Dindy’s I’d give the world to see again
I need some hand lotion an’ some powder from the five an’ ten
Buy us some chocolate an’ I’ll bake you a pretty pie
If you don’t let me go I’ll just die

Papa, woncha let me go to town with you
Papa, I’m feelin’ so down an’ blue
You just gotta come around, please do
Papa, woncha let me go to town with you

I gotta pick up a pattern, Aunt Nora’s makin’ me a dress
I scrubbed it this mornin’ what d’ya mean this floor’s a mess?
I done everythin’ you said, and then some you didn’t say to do
You just gotta take me with you

Papa, woncha let me go to town with you
Papa, I’m feelin’ so down an’ blue
You just gotta come around, please do
Papa, woncha let me go to town with you

Looky, here, papa, I found your other Sunday shoe
I shined it an’ I shined it ’til it looks all bran’ spankin’ new
Seems like a year I been waitin’ for today
If you let me go I won’t get in your way

Papa, woncha let me go to town with you
Papa, I’m feelin’ so down an’ blue
You just gotta come around, please do
Papa, woncha let me go to town with you