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Mississippi Mud - TERESA BREWER-歌词

Mississippi Mud - TERESA BREWER

Written by:Cavanaugh/Barris

When the sun goes down

The tide goes out

The people gather around

And they all begin to shout

Hey hey uncle Dud

It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud

It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud

What a dance do they do

Lordy how I'm telling you

They don't need no band

They keep time by clapping their hands

Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud

When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud

Lordy how they play it

Goodness how they sway it

Uncle Joe

Uncle Jim

How they pound the mire with vigor and vim

Joy that music thrills me

Boy it nearly kills me

What a show

When they go

Say they beat it up either fast or slow

When the sun goes down

The tide goes out

The people gather out then they all begin to shout

Hey hey uncle Dud

It's a treat to be on the Mississippi mud

It's a treat to be on the Mississippi mud

What a dance

Do the do

Let me how I'm telling you

They don't need no bank

They keep time by clapping there hands

Just happy as how

You and I cub

When the people

People see

On the Mississippi mud

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