Mississippi Saturday Night

Poor Mr. Deavel

From up in

Clarksdale

Shot his brother with a pop, pop, pop

Spent 20 yrs of hard time, before he saw the light

Now he's preaching on the corner of a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Drop by the pawn shop by the motel

Dream all you want, you ain't goin nowhere

Ohh ladies in the juke joint are lookin for a fight

Hell, they'll hunt you like a rabbit on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Oh, Vicksburg,

Natchez down to

Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Oh Mr. semo

From [?] He's having coffee with your mama and your papa

If you're messin with his daughter

You better treat her right

Ohhh treat you like a possum on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Oh, Vicksburg,

Natchez down to

Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Drive through the

Ball Park,

Out by the

Walmart Park on the levee, drinking 40's in the skylark

People on the river are lookin for a fight

Whole mess of catfish cookin' on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Oh Mr. Hayworth,

Sings like a jay bird

More like a jail bird inside a

FEMA trailer

He's gunna need a perio, the water's getting high

Or you'll be sleeping in the river on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

Oh, Vicksburg,

Natchez down to

Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a

Mississippi

Saturday Oh,

Vicksburg,

Natchez down to

Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a

Mississippi

Saturday night

I said we make a lot of lovin' on a

Mississippi

Saturday night