John Phillips - Mississippi paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Mississippi - John Phillips



Hit it, Hal
{Drums: Hal Blaine}
Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady
Do it to me, James
{Dobro: James Burton}
And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me
Have a seat an' take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
So I said, "I like your dress"
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Joseph
{Bass: Joe Osborn}
Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville (Louisville)
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady
And the Mississippi River, it runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me
Everybody sing
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Have a seat, take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
So I said, "I like your dress"
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
{Fade}



Writer(s): John Phillips


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