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I'm goin' down to Clarksdale got Mississippi on my mindI'm goin' down to Clarksdale got Mississippi on my mindWell they say down in Clarksdale muddy water turns to wineI got a woman down in ClarksdaleShe say I can't be trueShe gonna hit me with her hoodoo boysIf'n I don't be trueI got a woman back homeDon't you know she sayin' the same thing tooI stood at the crossroads hollerin'Have mercy on my soulI stood at the crossroads hollerin'Have mercy on my soulAll this whiskey and women's, LordBegun to take its tollWell I'm goin' down to ClarksdaleTo make my mojo rightWell I'm goin' down to ClarksdaleTo make my mojo rightI got to get there by sundown'Cause a full moon be out tonightYou know I'm drinkin' T.N.T and I'm smokin' dynamiteI got to get there by sundown'Cause a full moon be out tonight From Letras Mania