Down in Mississippi

J.B. Lenoir

Originale

Down In Mississippi by Pops Staples

DOWN IN MISSISSIPPI Far back as I can remember Either had to plow or hoe One of those long ol’ nine feet sacks Standin’ at the old turn row Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from... Nothing I got ‘gainst Mississippi It also was the home of my wife But I count myself a lucky man Just to get away with my life. Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from... They had a huntin’ season on a rabbit If you shoot him you went to jail The season was always open on me Nobody needed no bail. Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from...

DOWN IN MISSISSIPPI Far back as I can remember Either had to plow or hoe That old long 9-loot cotton sack Standing at the old turn row Oh, down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from I got nothing against Mississippi Also the home of my wife I feel just like a lucky man Get away with my life Oh, from down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi, yeah Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from Yeah Yeah Yeah They had a hunting season on the rabbit If you shoot him you go to jail The season was always open on me Nobody needed no bail Oh, down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from, yeah Take it, take it, take it Yeah Yeah Yeah