The Day The Mississippi Died

Way up on the Erie, they like their chops so fat

I've seen the League of Women lick their fingers like a cat

While out in California, they like their Soya beans

I pretty much eat anything from soup to turnip greens

I try to treat my neighbors like I like them to treat me

Even when they got that dog and cut down that tree

I hate that barking dog, miss that old oak every day

I don't expect everyone to see the world my way

Now the truth is hard to swallow, it's hard to take

But I do believe we've broken what we never knew could break

I'm just so disappointed in me and you

We can't even argue, so what else can we do?

So fill 'em up once again, boys

Fill 'em up and over the brim, boys

There's whiskey, but the water's done run dry

So we're drinking to the end of a long-long friend

And the day the mighty Mississippi died

Now the other day, I saw a living picture torn from Hell

Taken down in Kensington, a place you all know well

I saw demons laughing, breaking people just for play

I cried at the table, then I put my tears away

I dug my hands deep into the black Mother Earth

Tried to raise my spirit up for what it's worth

You laughed and said, "Aw, honey, now what did you expect?"

Not these tears and nightmare years where madness goes unchecked

Oh, fill 'em up once again, boys

Fill 'em up and over the brim, boys

There's whiskey, but the water's done run dry

Oh, we're drinking to the end of a long-long friend

And the day the mighty Mississippi died

And the day the mighty Mississippi died

My pony, he did stumble and sent me to the sky

When the jury brought the verdict, it was the blue-tail fly

I'm thinking that this melody has lasted long enough

The subject's entertaining, but the rhymes are pretty rough

So fill 'em up once again, boys

Fill 'em up and over the brim, boys

There's whiskey, but the water's done run dry

Oh, we're drinking to the end of a long-long friend