Roll On Mississippi
Walking along, whistling a song,
Barefoot and fancy free,
A big riverboat, passing us by, she's headed for New Orleans
There she goes, disappearing around the bend.
Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again.
A cool river breeze, like peppermint leaves,
The taste of it takes me back,
Chewin on a straw, torn overalls,
A cane pole and old straw hat and muddy river.
Just like a long lost friend.
Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again
Roll on Mississippi, big river roll.
You're the childhood dream that I grew up on.
Roll on Mississippi, carry me home.
Now I can see I've been away too long.
Roll on, Mississippi, roll on.
Now, when the world's spinning round, too fast for me,
And I need a place to dream.
So I come to your banks, I sit in your shade
Relive the memories
Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn
Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again
Roll on Mississippi, Big river roll
You're the childhood dream that I grew up on.
Roll on Mississippi, carry me home.
Now I can see I've been away too long.
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on, Mississippi,
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on
Barefoot and fancy free,
A big riverboat, passing us by, she's headed for New Orleans
There she goes, disappearing around the bend.
Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again.
A cool river breeze, like peppermint leaves,
The taste of it takes me back,
Chewin on a straw, torn overalls,
A cane pole and old straw hat and muddy river.
Just like a long lost friend.
Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again
Roll on Mississippi, big river roll.
You're the childhood dream that I grew up on.
Roll on Mississippi, carry me home.
Now I can see I've been away too long.
Roll on, Mississippi, roll on.
Now, when the world's spinning round, too fast for me,
And I need a place to dream.
So I come to your banks, I sit in your shade
Relive the memories
Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn
Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again
Roll on Mississippi, Big river roll
You're the childhood dream that I grew up on.
Roll on Mississippi, carry me home.
Now I can see I've been away too long.
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on, Mississippi,
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on
Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on
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Writer(s): Rhonda Kye Fleming, Dennis W. Morgan
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