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Verse 1
GOld Mr. Deville, from up in Clarksdale, shot his brother with a pop pop pop
spent twenCty years of hard time, before he saw the light G
now he's preachDing on the corner of a Mississippi SaturdayC night. G
GDrive by the pawn shop bail bond motel, dream all you want you ain't going nowhere
the laCdies at the juke joint, are looking for a fight G
and they'll hunt Dyou like a rabbit on a Mississippi SaturCday night. G
CVicksburg, Natchez, down to Crescent City
the GuGlf Coast blues oh it sure is a pity
don't makDe a lot of money, baby thats alright
cause we mGake a lot of loving on a Mississippi Saturday night.
Verse 2
GOld Mr. Simon from Hushpuckena, he's having coffee with your maw maw and your paw paw
if you're messCing with his daughter you better treat her right G
or he'll treDe you like a possum on a Mississippi SaturCday night. G
CVicksburg, Natchez, down to Crescent City
the GuGlf Coast blues oh it sure is a pity
don't makDe a lot of money, baby thats alright
cause we mGake a lot of loving on a Mississippi Saturday night.
Verse 3
GDrive to the ballpark, out by the Wal-Mart, parked on the levee drinking forties in a Skylark
Cpeople on the river are hoping for a bite G
whole mess of catfish coDoking on a Mississippi SaturdaCy night. G
GOld Mr. Hayward, sings like a jaybird, more like a jailbird inside a FEMA trailer
your gonCna need a pirogue, the waters getting high D
or you'll be sleepiDng in the river on a Mississippi SatuCrday night. G
CVicksburg, Natchez, down to Crescent City
the GuGlf Coast blues oh it sure is a pity
don't makDe a lot of money, baby thats alright
cause we mGake a lot of loving on a Mississippi Saturday night.
CVicksburg, Natchez, down to Crescent City
the GuGlf Coast blues oh it sure is a pity
don't makDe a lot of money, baby thats alright
cause we mGake a lot of loving on a Mississippi Saturday night.
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