James Cotton
Mississippi Mud
Lordy, how they play youLord, they really sway youBa-ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-daWhen the sun goes downThe tide goes outThe Darkies gather 'roundAnd they all begin to shout,"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi Mud!"What a dance do they doLordy, how I'm tellin' youOh, what a bandThey can have by clappin' their handJust as happy as a cow chewin' on a cudWhen the Darkies beat their feet on the Mississippi MudLordy, how they play itLord, they really sway itBo-bo-do-do-do-do-daDa-di-ba-da-da-da-daDi-di-di-diLord, that music thrills meSay, it nearly kills meLetras de cancionesOhhhhhDi-da-da-da-daWhat a dance do they doLordy, how I'm tellin' youOh, what a bandThey can have by clappin' their handJust as happy as a cow chewin' on a cudWhen the Darkies beat their feet on the Mississippi MudJust as happy as a cow chewin' on a cudWhen the Darkies beat their feet on the Mississippi Mud
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