4 acessos
I remember breaking ground
Where the earth was bone dry
Dayli swim
Underneath that blaze and delta sky
You put your seeds in the ground
And pray for rain
All for the chance
To do it all again
Its in my soul, and in my blood
That old mississipi mud
I found out early
You gotta stay behind the mule
I've learned thing in the field
I did never learn'd in school
Oh lord listen, oh lord
I can't understand
You cry so hard
That the cotton's get in your nees
Its in my soul, and in my blood
That old mississipi mud
When I got to chicago
I learned the city ways
But I keep in me some mississippi
Everything I play
I knew a man in muddy
He does some crying too
Took me in like a brother
And we made up some country blues
Its in my soul, and in my blood
Yeah, that old, mississipi mud
You don't know what I'm talking about
Yeah, its in my soul, and in my blood, listen
That old mississipi mud