Mississippi River Blues

Oh you Mississippi river with waters 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

I've often ridden 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 steamboat

Down that Mississippi river again I'm a going to float

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 that mean old Mississippi river blues