Big Muddy

Hey muddy Mississippi you ought to sole-search yourself
You left me standin’ on your banks a lookin’ at nothin’ left
Hey mean old Mississippi you beat all I’ve ever seen
Well you jumped your banks and you took my cotton
All the way to New Orleans

Well I got me a little old homestead a little south of Memphis town
It sits on the banks of Big Muddy and I can see her rollin’ down
But muddy Mississippi you’re callous and you’re mean
Well you jumped your banks and you took my cotton
All the way to New Orleans

Now there’s a lot of mud and driftwood where my cotton used to grow
How am I gonna feed my youngins now how am I gonna buy their clothes
That little old woman wife of mine ain’t got no song to sing
And she ain’t got no money now to buy herself pretty things

Hey muddy Mississippi you ought to sole-search yourself
You left me standin’ on your banks a lookin’ at nothin’ left
Hey mean old Mississippi you beat all I’ve ever seen
Well you jumped your banks and you took my cotton
All the way to New Orleans

Well you jumped your banks and you took my cotton
All the way to New Orleans