Down In Mississippi - Jimmy Reed

Down in Mississippi where cotton grow tall

Get arrested for trouble you got to call the hound dog

Oh uh, down in Mississippi, whoa yeah, where the cotton grow tall

Yes, and on the other hand, baby, boll weevil wearing overalls1

Go to work in the morning, you know, 'bout 4 o’clock

Uh, if the mule don’t holler, yeah, I don’t know when to stop

Down in Mississippi, baby, uh whoa yeah, where the cotton grow tall

Well, and on the other hand, baby, boll weevil wearing overalls

I go to church in the morning, baby, you know, down the railroad track

Late over in the evening they bring, bring the preacher back

He eat up all the chicken now but uh right to the neck

Look over at my baby and he eat up all the rest 'cause he was uh down in

Mississippi

Uh oh yeah, where the cotton grow tall

Well now, and on the other hand, baby, boll weevil wearing overalls