Mississippi You're On My Mind

(album: Ridin' High - 1975)

I think I see a wagon rutted road
With the weeds growing tall between the tracks
And along one side runs a
Rusty barbed wire fence and beyond there
Sits an old tar paper shack

Mississippi, you're on my mind
Mississippi, you're on my mind
Mississippi, you're on my mind

I think I hear a noisy old John Deere in a field
Specked with dirty cotton lint, and below the
Field runs a little shady creek, and there you'll
Find the cool green leaves of mint

I think I smell the honeysuckle vine
The heavy sweetness like to make me sick
And the dogs, my God, they're hungry all the time
And the snakes are sleeping where the weeds are thick

I think I feel an angry oven heat
The southern sun just blazes in the sky
And in the dusty weeds, an old fat grasshopper jumps
I wanna make it to that creek before I fry