Winding crazy slow and lazy

Where you're going from where you've been

Miss you Mississippi rolling through the greenest valleys

Calling my name cross the misty Delta sky

Old muddy blues going from where you choose

Miss you Mississippi, miss you.



River moonlight on a tune night no place I would rather be

Miss you Mississippi teasing passed the willow weep trees

Tearing the pending limbs to try and slow you down

Mirror to the sky I was born and mean to die there

Miss you Mississippi, miss you Mississippi...