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 it sits an old tar paper shack
Mississippi, you're on my mind
Mississippi, you're on my mind
Ohh, 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 that field runs a little country stream
Down there you'll find the cool green leaves of mint
Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind
Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind
Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind
I think I smell the honeysuckle vine
It's thick sweetness like to make me sick
And the dogs, my God, ah, they're hungry all the time
And the snakes are sleeping where the weeds are thick
Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind
Mississippi you're on my mind
Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind
I think I feel the angry oven heat
The southern sun just blazin' in the sky
In the dusty weeds, an old fat grasshopper jumps
I wanna make it to that creek before I fry
Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind
Mississippi you're on my mind
Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind
Mississippi you're on my mind
Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind
Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind

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