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 Well, me and Mark Twain were having us a ball
 Telling each other lies, floating down from Hannibal
 With a bottle and a worm and a cane pole
 We were fishing for secrets where the catfish crawl

 And the Mississippi River's flowing downstream
 Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere downstream
 Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere downstream
 Gonna meet you in the water somewhere downstream

 Well, we picked up Harry Truman floating down from Independence
 We said "What about the war?", he said "Good riddance"
 We said "What about the Bomb, are you sorry that you did it?"
 He said "Pass me that bottle, and mind your own business"

 And the Mississippi River's flowing downstream
 Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere downstream
 Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere downstream
 Gonna meet you in the water somewhere downstream

 Well, we're rounding St. Louis and heading for the coast
 When we pick up Chuck Berry in a little rowboat
 With one oar in the water and one in the air
 A lightning rod for a white guitar

 And lightning struck once, and lightning struck twice
 And I said "If there's a God, He sure ain't nice"
 And Chuck said "God is an Indian giver
 I don't trust nothing but the Mississippi River"

 And the Mississippi River's flowing downstream
 Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere downstream
 Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere downstream
 Gonna meet you in the water somewhere downstream