Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Muddy Waters Rose Out Of The Mississippi Mud, artist - Willy DeVille.
Date of issue: 24.03.2004
Song language: English
Muddy Waters Rose Out Of The Mississippi Mud |
Try stealing a guitar that’s strung with barbed wire |
Ripping them strings like your fingers' on fire |
Stand there confessing in a mohair suit |
Like a steamroller comin' and they call it the blues |
Now cock both your barrels, holler I’m a man |
Be the greatest lover, Lord, with a pint in your hand |
Get white wall tires and a continental spare |
Chrome dual exhaust so that the world will appear |
Now they say he was a conjure man |
They say he was made of flesh and blood |
Yeah, they say he was a conjure man |
Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud |
Yeah yeah yeah |
You got pinky rings on your fingers full of 60 cent wings |
Tell 'em you’re the greatest lover that the world has ever seen |
Go down at dawn to the Bayou of St. John |
Bow down to the seventh, Lord, the seventh son |
When you pass the crossroads you’d better do it at a run |
'Cause the devil got the level on everything you done |
They say he was a conjure man |
They say he was made of flesh and blood |
Yes, he was a conjure man |
Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud |
You need alligator shoes and a Rocket 88 |
An insatiable hunger, man, that just won’t wait |
High roll your money just to pay your dues |
Like a bulldog in the corner and they call it the blues |
They say he was a conjure man |
He was made of flesh and blood |
Yeah, they say he was a conjure man |
Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud |
Lord, they say he was a conjure man |
He was made of flesh and blood |
Yes, he was a conjure man |
Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud |
Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud |
Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud, yeah yeah |