Lyrics
Mississippi
Words and music by Mark Haney
I wasn’t born in Mississippi, I’ve never been to Chicago
But I’ve learned the hard way, all I need to know
Never seen a flood in Texas, standing in the rain
But Lord I’ve played the blues in a Florida hurricane
Doesn’t matter where you come from baby, Doesn’t matter where you’ve been
The blues comes around one time, then it comes around again
I wasn’t born on the bayou, I’ve never been to New Orleans
But Lord I was raised up on them black eyed peas and collard greens
Ain’t got a black cat bone, and got a mojo hand
But Lord I’ve got this black guitar and I think I understand
Doesn’t matter where you come from baby, Doesn’t matter where you’ve been
The blues comes around one time, then it comes around again
Never played the blues on Beale Street or Highway 61
I learned to play my blues in that red hot Florida sun
Never heard my name in Vicksburg or on Gulfport Island Road
But down around Fort Myers, I’m carrying the load
Doesn’t matter where you come from baby, Doesn’t matter where you’ve been
The blues comes around one time, then it comes around again
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