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Hey, Willy Mae (The Stars Offer Wishes)
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© December 13, 2005 by Gary E. Andrews
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Hey, Willy Mae
Honey come on out.
Oh! Honey lay,
Your dishrag down.
Come sit a spell,
On your back porch,
While the sun's going down.
That's what it's for.
You can wait on the dishes.
There'll be time enough.
The Stars Offer Wishes.
I'm offering love.

Hey, Willy Mae,
Come rock in your chair.
Take off your do-rag.
Honey let down your hair.
Tell me a tale,
Of gossip, and laugh.
You never fail,
To be my better half.
Let's fry up some fishes,
Okra and spuds.
The Stars Offer Wishes.
I'm offering love.

Hey, Willy Mae,
The moon's on the rise.
You know what they say,
About a moonlit night.
My Mississippi Mrs.,
I can't give you much.
But the Stars Offer Wishes.
And I'm offering love.

Hey, Willy Mae,
Willy Mae, Hey.
Hey, Willy Mae,
Hey, Willy Mae.

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Hey, Willy Mae (The Stars Offer Wishes) copyright December 13, 2005
All Rights Reserved For The Globe

David 'Honeyboy' Edwards, at Eric Clapton's 2004 Crossroads festival, told of meeting 1930's bluesman Robert Johnson in Mississippi. www.davidhoneyboyedwards.com
"Do you ever go to Tunica?" he says he asked Johnson, a small town in northwest Mississippi. Johnson said he did.
"Do you know a girl named 'Willy Mae'?" Edwards continued.
"That's my girlfriend!" Johnson told him.
"That's my cousin!" Edwards advised Johnson.
The idea of Johnson and Willy Mae (my spelling) trying to make a life together inspired this Song. I see young people, him working the garden, coming to sit on the back porch floor, and lean against the post, calling her out through the screen door of the kitchen to "...sit a spell." The whole romance of two folks, comfortable at home, plays out.
I believe that's where he had the space and time and peace of mind to explore his Songwriting and guitar playing, not some occult meeting at the crossroads.