English

She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river
Waiting patient by the China Berry tree
With her feet already dusty from the pathway to the levee
And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees

I'd pay her no attention as she tagged along beside me
Trying hard to copy everything I did
But I couldn't keep from smiling when I'd hear somebody say
"Look a-yonder, there goes Jody and the kid"

Even after we grew older, we could still be seen together
As we walked along the levee holding hands
For as surely as the seasons, she was changing to a woman
And I'd lived enough to call myself a man

And she often lay beside me, in the coolness of the evening
'Til the morning sun was shining on my bed
And at times, when she was sleeping I would smile when I'd remember
How they used to call us "Jody and the kid"

Now, the world's a little older, and the years have changed the river
'Cause there's houses where they didn't used to be
And on Sundays I go walking down the pathway to the levee
With another little girl who follows me

And it makes the old folks smile to see her tag along beside me
Doing little things the way her mama did
But it gets a little lonesome, when I hear somebody say
"Look yonder, there goes Jody and the kid"