Sister Jeanie came from Oklahoma   She left when they tried to stone her   Her mother, she tried to disown her   She said she'd always been a loner      Well the other day she wrote me a letter   In which she asked me, please, to never forget her   She said if things get any better   She'll be dead by late September      When I found out, she was already miles away   Eighteen years, and eighteen wheels on that old highway   And in her letter that I received just yesterday   She said "Pray for me, papa, that we all don't just fade away"      I remember the day we got talking   She had a brother uptown, I had called him   She picked up the phone, said "Come on over   "I'm a coffee girl and ??? in Harlem"      (Spoken) Well, that's exactly what she said   So I reached into my pocket for a token   And went and caught that train      When I found out, she was already miles away   Eighteen years, and eighteen wheels on that old highway   And in her letter that I received just yesterday   She said "Pray for me, papa, that we all don't just fade away"      Little sister, just so you know   Little girl, I love's you so   If I never hear your voice go   I just listen for the wind      When I found out, she was already miles away   Eighteen years, and eighteen wheels on that old highway   And in her letter that I received just yesterday   She said "Pray for me, papa, that we all don't just fade away"      You know she said "Pray for me, papa, that we all don't just fade away"   Oh, she said "Pray for me, papa, that we all don't just fade away"   Oh, you know she said "Pray for me, papa, that we all don't just fade away"