Mississippi

Greg Connor

Written for an upcoming Blues competition as one of several songs being considered for the contest. I sprung this on my friend Chris, without warning last night and pushed the record button.

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She starts as a trickle from a Minnesota stream
Winds her way down to New Orleans
The soul of the country ebbs and flows
As she cuts through the center of the world I know
 
Mississippi, I can feel her soul
Mississippi, Blues and Rock and Roll
Mississippi, carry me away
It’s been raining a while, we’re due for a sunny day

She has no regard for the hope and dreams
Of all those people that have ever seen
Floods and mud when trees float by
We’re left with respect and the need to cry

Mississippi, I can feel her soul
Mississippi, Blues and Rock and roll
Mississippi, carry me away
It’s been raining a while, we’re due for a sunny day
 
Some folks say she inspired the blues
Rock and Roll and blue suede shoes
When I get down to Memphis, one thing I’ll do
I’m gonna ask somebody if the story’s true

Mississippi, I can feel her soul
Mississippi, Blues and Rock and roll
Mississippi, carry me away
It’s been raining a while, we’re due for a sunny day