(Verse 1)
As far back as I can remember,
I either had a plow or a hoe.
One of those long 'ole nine feet sacks,
Standing at the old turn row.
(Chorus)
Down in Mississippi (x2)
Down in Mississippi, where I was born,
Down in Mississippi, where I come from.
(Verse 2)
Nothing I got, against Mississippi,
It also was the home of my wife.
But I count myself a lucky man,
Just to get away, with my life.
(Chorus)
Down in Mississippi (x2)
Down in Mississippi, where I was born,
Down in Mississippi, where I come from.
(Verse 3)
They had a hunting season, on they rabbits,
If you shoot em, you went to jail.
The season was always open on me,
Nobody needing no bail.
As far back as I can remember,
I either had a plow or a hoe.
One of those long 'ole nine feet sacks,
Standing at the old turn row.
(Chorus)
Down in Mississippi (x2)
Down in Mississippi, where I was born,
Down in Mississippi, where I come from.
(Verse 2)
Nothing I got, against Mississippi,
It also was the home of my wife.
But I count myself a lucky man,
Just to get away, with my life.
(Chorus)
Down in Mississippi (x2)
Down in Mississippi, where I was born,
Down in Mississippi, where I come from.
(Verse 3)
They had a hunting season, on they rabbits,
If you shoot em, you went to jail.
The season was always open on me,
Nobody needing no bail.
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