When I was a young man, 't was ninety-one years ago Now I am the old man and my back is bendin' low Been fishing on this level for a-many years But now I got the fever and I can not fish no more Oh, oh, in the mornin', oh, oh, oh, early dawnin' Oh, oh, in the mornin', way down in Mississippi All day long Standing down on Pearl Street, no shoes on my feet Cornbread and molasses three times a day, I don't ever get no pay Oh, oh, in the mornin', oh, oh, oh, early dawnin' Oh, oh, hear me talkin', way down in Mississippi All day long When you come down to Mississippi towns, down on Washington Street Just stop right by Rose Tolan's café, then you get you somethin' to eat When you come out, you walk right in that poolroom, and then Where they shoot dice and play pool, got a beauty from the nighthawk man Oh, oh, in the mornin', oh, oh, oh early dawnin' Oh, oh, in the mornin', way down in 'sippi All day long I went to see my gal one day and didn't have no way to arrive Car broke down in the middle of the street, right there where I stood and cried Oh, oh, in the mornin', oh, oh, oh, early dawnin' Oh, oh, in the mornin', way down in 'sippi All day long