One Mississippi

Fertile fields of flatlands and hills raise

'Bout anything, whatever a farmer can dream

Slug burgers, shrimp boil, catfish fried up in oil

Oh, good gosh, oh, mighty, just to husk a hot tamale, now

Now that's Mississippi, mmm

America's music birthplace, where rock and roll was made

Out of our gospel and blues and that pure country tune

Oh, authors and poets, so profoundly historic

An imagination of a child, let their words run wild

Come on now

Now that's Mississippi

I say, one Mississippi, there's a magnolia tree

Two Mississippi, where a mockingbird sings

Out on its limb

Whistling that sweet, soulful hymn

I say, three Mississippi to this land called home

I'll breathe Mississippi till I'm dead and gone

Just carry on, I'll carry on

Mississippi

Yeah

We survived hurricanes, know them by name

Rose above a flood, built a wall of its own mud

And come Sunday morning, we profess our faith

With Near The Cross and His Amazing Grace, oh, yeah

Now that's Mississippi

I say, one Mississippi, there's a magnolia tree

Two Mississippi, where a mockingbird sings

Out on its limb

Whistling that sweet, soulful hymn

I say, three Mississippi to this land called home

I'll breathe Mississippi till I'm dead and gone

Just carry on, I'll carry on

Mississippi

Round here's where the Muppets grew up

And potters and artists inspired all of us

It's kudzu walls and fall football

A Gulf Coast sunset and a Delta dawn

It's simple nights, a smile on a face

Taking that peaceful drive down the Natchez Trace

And our old man river, lavish lakes, and streams

Pines full of the wildest life and possibilities

That's Mississippi

Now Jackson is some kind of centerpiece

On a most celebrated table of hospitality

And ain't it funny how the world has come and counted, it seems?

They're doing it everywhere, it's not just one, two, three, no

We're one Mississippi, where there's a magnolia tree

Two Mississippi, while a Mockingbird sings

Out on its limb

Oh and what a sweet, soulful hymn

I say, three Mississippi to this land called home

I'll bleed Mississippi till I'm dead and gone

Won't you carry on, oh, carry on?

Mississippi

Mississippi

Mississippi