| Blues up the river, blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
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| Blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
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| I’m going to drink muddy water, 'till I’ve had enough
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| She’s gone to Greenville, maybe Natchez, Vicksburg, I don’t know
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| She’s gone to Greenville, Natchez, I don’t know
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| I’m going to sit here in Memphis, watch the river flow
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| Saw your baby, saw your baby, she made me think of mine
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| Saw your baby, made me think of mine
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| I had to keep talking, keep from crying
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| Blues up the river, blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
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| Blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
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| I want to dink muddy water, 'till I’ve had enough |