Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mississippi (Down on the Bayou), artist - The Mamas & The Papas. Album song California Dreaming, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 22.11.2018
Record label: Blue Lagoon
Song language: English
Mississippi (Down on the Bayou) |
Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville |
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill |
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby |
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady |
Do it to me, James |
And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime |
And me, you know, I don’t hardly mind |
Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I’m sittin' easy |
Don’t get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me |
Have a seat an' take a load off your feet, and she said «Yes» |
So I said, «I like your dress» |
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don’t they, honey |
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' (what you’re |
doin') |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' |
Joseph |
Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville (Louisville) |
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill |
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby |
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady |
And the Mississippi River, it runs like molasses in the summertime |
And me, you know, I don’t hardly mind |
Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I’m sittin' easy |
Don’t get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me |
Everybody sing |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' |
Have a seat, take a load off your feet, and she said «Yes» |
So I said, «I like your dress» |
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don’t they, honey |
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' |
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you’re doin' (what you’re |
doin') |