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"Mississippi Bottom Blues"

Way down in Mississippi where I was bred and born
I believe that will forever be my native home

My poor motherís old and her hair is turning gray
My poor motherís old and her hair is turning gray
I know it would break her heart if she found out I was barrelhousing this a-way

Iím going where the water tastes like wine
Iím going where the water tastes like wine
Where I can be drunk and staggering all the time

Ainít but the one thing and Lord, it worries my mind
Ainít but the one thing and Lord, it worries my mind
Well, thereís a house full of men, Lord, ainít none of them mine

My baby passed me and he never said a word
My baby passed me and he never said a word
Nothingí I had did but Ďtwas something he had heard