Mississippi Lady

Mississippi Lady - Jim Croce (吉姆·克羅斯)

With just a sleeping bag

And an old guitar

I left the band in Neworleans

I did some time with the bottle

Some with the river queens

I never thought I would meet a girl

Who could turn my head around

Till I met that mississippi lady

In sleepy Gulfport town she was a

Mississippi lady

My lovin' Gulfport girl

She taught me how to love and

She really loved me well

She took me up to heaven

Then she brought me down

That mississippi lady

Sweet cordelia brown

Hot july in Gulfport

And I was working in the bars

And she was working on the street

With the rest of the evening stars

She said I never met a guy

Who could turn my head around

And that's really sayin' something

For sweet cordelia brown

She was a

Mississippi lady

My lovin' Gulfport girl

She taught me how to love and

She really loved me well

She took me up to heaven

Then she brought me down

That mississippi lady

Sweet cordelia brown

Now I'm back in Newyork city

Playin' in a band

But my mind's on mississippi

Is it hard to understand

I never thought I would meet a girl

Who could bring me that far down

Like the girl I met in Gulfport

Sweet cordelia brown

She was a

That mississippi lady

Loving cordelia brown

She taught me how to love and

She really loved me well

She took me up to heaven

Then she brought me down

That mississippi lady

Sweet cordelia brown

That mississippi lady

Sweet cordelia brown