| I ain’t never seen the snowfall on the Delta
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| Like the one that’s gonna cover all of New York tonight
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| But it sure do remind me of those miles and miles of cotton
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| Long ago but not forgotten, yeah, that’s a southern man’s field of white
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| Yeah, I turned my back and walked away
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| But lately I ain’t seen a sunny day
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| Been thinking 'bout rolling on back home
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| Back where I belong
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| So won’t you put me on that riverboat Queen
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| Let the side wheels spin
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| 'Cause I ain’t seen that muddy water town in I can’t remember when
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| All these years they played a trick on me
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| No, I ain’t the man I used to be
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| Tonight I feel like Mississippi
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| People round here, Lord they move in such a pace
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| I’m just another face, lost in the crowd
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| There’s a sweet sound being sung down in Dixie
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| Now and again it gets me when I get to feeling down
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| Yeah, I turned my back and walked away
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| But lately I ain’t seen a sunny day
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| Been thinking 'bout rolling on back home
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| Back where I belong
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| So won’t you put me on that riverboat Queen
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| Let the side wheels spin
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| 'Cause I ain’t seen that muddy water town in I can’t remember when
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| All these years they played a trick on me
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| No, I ain’t the man I used to be
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| Tonight I feel like Mississippi
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| All these years they played a trick on me
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| No, I ain’t the man I used to be
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| Tonight I feel like Mississippi |