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Mississippi Mud

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Mississippi Mud

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Bobby:

Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi?

Johnny:

No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there.

Bobby:

You would?

Johnny:

Yeah!

Bobby:

Well, I'll tell you what then, let us hop on a plane and went.

Johnny:

O-kay, I hear it's very nice.

Bobby:

It is, it is.

Johnny:

When the sun goes down

The tide goes out

The people gather 'round

And they all begin to shout.

Bobby:

What?

Johnny:

Hey, hey, Uncle Dud

It's a treat to beat your feet

On the Mississippi Mud

It's a treat to beat your feet

On the Mississippi Mud.

Bobby:

And what a dance do they do

Lordy, how I'm tellin' you

Why, they don't need no band

They keep time by clappin' their hand.

Both:

Just as happy as a cow

Chewin' on a cud

When the people beat their feet

On the Mississippi Mud.

Bobby:

Lordy, how they play it

Goodness, how they sway it

There's Uncle George and cousin Jack

Look at those fools peckin' on their back.

Johnny:

What joy!

That music thrills me.

Bobby:

It do.

Johnny:

Boy, it nearly kills me

Sister Kate hollers, "Son!"

You sure get muddy

But, it's mighty good fun.

Both:

When the sun goes down

The tide goes out

The people gather round

And they all begin to shout.

Hey, Hey, Uncle Dud

It's a treat to beat your feet

On the Mississippi Mud

It's a treat to beat your feet

On the Mississippi Mud.

Bobby:

What a dance do they do.

Both:

Lordy, how I'm tellin' you.

Johnny:

They don't need no band.

Bobby:

They don't?

Johnny:

They keep time by clappin' their hand.

Bobby:

I see.

Johnny:

Just as happy as a cow

Chewing on a cud

When the people beat their feet ...

Bobby:

Yeah! Yeah!

Johnny:

And the people clap their hand

On the M I double S I double S I double P I Mud.

Bobby:

An "A" for spelling.

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