Down in Mississippi

Far back as I can remember

Either had to plow or hoe

That old long 9-foot cotton sack

Standin' at the old turn row

Whoa, down in Mississippi

(Way) Down in Mississippi, hey, hey

Down in Mississippi, where I was born

Down in Mississippi, where I come from

I got nothing against Mississippi

Also the home of my wife

I feel just like a lucky man

Get away with my life

Oh, from down in Mississippi

(Way) Down in Mississippi, yeah

Down in Mississippi, where I was born

Down in Mississippi, where I come from

Yeah

Yeah

They had a hunting season on the rabbit

If you shoot him you go to jail

Season was always open on me

Nobody needed no bail

Oh, down in Mississippi

(Way) Down in Mississippi, hey, hey

Down in Mississippi, where I was born

Down in Mississippi, where I come from, yeah

(Way down)

Take it, take it, take it

(Way down)

(Oh, way down) Yeah

(Down) Yeah

(Way down)

(Down)

(Way down)

(Oh, way down)

Yeah