 Mississippi River Blues
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Oh you Mississippi river
With water so deep and wide
My thoughts of you keep rising
Just like an evening tide
I'm just like a seagull
That's left the sea
Oh your muddy waters
Keep on calling me
I'm gonna pack my grip and head that way
You'll see me hanging 'round again some day
'Cause I know that's the only way to lose
The Mississippi river blues
Break (fiddle / guitar)
I've often riden on your bosom
From Memphis down to New Orleans
Floating over muddy waters
Drifting through familiar scenes
And when I hear that whistle
Of an old steam boat
Down that Mississippi river
Again I'm-a-going to float
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