The Mississippi River Blues... Oh you Mississippi river with water so deep and wide My thoughts of you keep rising just like an evening tide I'm just like a seagull that's left the sea Oh, your muddy waters, they keep on calling me I'm going to pack my grip and head that way You'll see me hanging ‘round again some day ‘Cause I know that's the only way to lose The Mississippi River Blues The Mississippi River Blues... I've often ridden on your bosom from Memphis down to New Orleans Dreaming over muddy waters flowing through familiar scenes And when I hear the whistle of an old steamboat Down that Mississippi River again I'm going to float I'm going to pack my grip and head that way You'll see me hanging ‘round again some day ‘Cause I know that's the only way to lose The mean old Mississippi River Blues The Mississippi River Blues...