Down In Mississippi


Sweet sixteen, cute as can be
Waitin for a Saturday night
She loves her mama and her daddy too
But thinks they hold the reigns too tight

There’s something about a Mississippi moon
Drive a poor boy insane
Got to take it all down to the high school hop
Flying on high octane

From across the floor their eyes did meet
Enuf to set the blood on fire
But the Sunday school preacher chaperones tonight
Waiting for the kids to conspire

Up on the stage a brand new band
No one ever seen before
Some real cool cats, and some old field hands
They looked like a last resort

Well the music start playin
The girls start swaying
The boys start shakin their bums
Preacher mans face turned white as a Ghost

He said… Lord where did this come from?

2)
Down where the cotton fields meet the river
Willow trees weep so low
Peanut farmer sucking on a bottle of white lightning
Laying down his heavy load

Juke joints jumpin in the middle of a hay field
Hound dog lying in the Sun
Red-hot gumbo and a backwoods jug
Whole lot a shakin going on



Hot rod Lincoln and redneck thinking
Going to race ya down the road
Hot dam all right going to town tonight
Soon as I get the lawn all mowed

Got a hickory fiddle, an over turned tub
Something called a electric guitar
Scratches like a cat, chase the blues away
Preacher says we gone too far

Tear your shirt when the music gets hot
Hips start jumpin like a toad
Ground starts rolling and ya head starts rockin
Think we going to call this rock and roll

Chorus 1

Ya work so hard your head starts drumming
Suns so hot your hands start strumming
Got to be a way of overcoming
Down at the crossroads something started jumpin
Ya take your good days
Ya take your bad days
Ya take your right ways
Ya take your wrong ways
Throw in some fighten, and throw in some lovin
Sunday school teachin and the golden rule
Stand for your rights and spit in the eye
The girl next-door and apple pie
Put it in a pot, boils over the sides
That’s what we eat every day of our lives

Down in Mississippi we can party all night long
All Night long…All night long…All day…All night
Down in Mississippi we can party all night long….





3)
Yea out in the fields it all started cookin
Couldn’t keep a lid on the “pot”
Servin wang dang doodle and boom boom boom
And great big balls of fire

We got mojo workin and rollin stones
That can’t be satisfied
Got Muddy Waters and Albert King
Born under a bad old sign

Got Willie Dixon and John Lee Hooker
And Jerry Lee in overdrive
Got Smokestack Lightnin
And hey Bo Didley…tell me “Who Do Ya Love”

Got Howlin Wolves and Hound Dog men
And Chambers Brothers tell ya bout time
Got Five Blind Boys and Staple Singers
They going to kick you above

Sam Cooke twistin the night away
Mary Wilson so supreme
Jimmy Buffet take ya down to margarita Ville
And keeps on rollin like an oiled machine

Chorus 2

We got Robert Johnson’s beat
A poor man stands on his own two feet
We got Muddy Waters smile
We got BB King for style
Jimmy Reed and John Lee Hooker
Willie Dixon and Iceman Butler
Howlin Wolf and hey Bo Diddley
Jerry Lee Lewis and yeah Ike Turner
Chambers Brothers and Albert King
Mary Wilson and Sam Cooke
5 Blind Boys and Staple Singers
3 Doors Down and Blind Mellon
And we got Elvis P the King

Yeah down in Mississippi we can party all night long
All night long……………….

(sub chorus)

Yea Jimmy Rodgers and Conway Twitty
Tammy Wynette and Jimmy Buffet
Ray Price and Bobbi Gentry
They aint rock and roll
But down in Mississippi
Hot damn…we love our country

All Night Long…we can party all night long



Words and music by George Craig McMillian
©2007