Mister and Mississippi

Mister And Mississippi - Patti Page (帕蒂·佩奇)

Written by：Irving Gordon

I can't recall my mother

I don't remember dad

Mister and Mississippi was all I ever had

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

And mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

And mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

My cradle was the river

My school a river boat

My teacher was a gambler

The slickest one afloat

My teacher was a gambler

The slickest one afloat

He taught me not to gamble on a petticoat

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

And mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

And mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh darlin' now I love you

What more is there to say

I love you like a barefoot girl

Loves the summer day

The way a wanderin' gypsy

Loves the changing sea

Just like the restless river

Loves old New Orleans

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

I'd love a tiny village

A quiet country town

A house a little garden

With kiddies runnin' 'round

You'd be a faithful husband

I'd be a trusty friend

Until I heard that steamboat

Comin' 'round the bend

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh I was born to wander

I was born to roam

And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home