Mississippi And Me

Mississippi And Me - Kate Campbell

Daddy was

A preacher in Sledge

We were living

On Gospel and beans

Every Sunday night

Deacon Jones

Would give

A silver dollar to me

On the way home

My poor momma

Would pry it

From my hand

And say it fell

From heaven

Way down in me

A river runs deep

Reminding me

Just who I am

Good or bad

It'll always be

Mississippi and me

Mississippi and me

Cissy was

A beautician next door

She had

The worst hairdo in town

She always

Smoked Pall Malls

And drank Tabs

And hung out

At the Delta Lounge

But I heard

She finally found herself

She runs the best motel

In West Memphis Arkansas

Way down in me

A river runs deep

Reminding me

Just who I am

Good or bad

It'll always be

Mississippi and me

Mississippi and me

Mr Thomas Lee

Ran the bank

And made a fortune

On catfish farms

Every time

You'd try for a loan

You had to twist his arm

I heard one night in Tupelo

He stepped out of a window

He thought he was Elvis

Way down in me

A river runs deep

Reminding me

Just who I am

Good or bad

It'll always be

Mississippi and me

Mississippi and me

Mississippi and me