| I’m shufflin’thru the Texas sand,
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| but my head’s in Mississippi.
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| I’m shufflin’thru the Texas sand,
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| but my head’s in Mississippi.
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| The blues has got a hold of me.
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| I believe I’m gettin’dizzy. |
| (Spoken: Help me now.)
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| I keep thinkin''bout that night in Memphis,
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| Lord, I thought I was in Heaven.
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| I keep thinkin''bout that night in Memphis,
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| I thought I was in Heaven.
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| But I was stumblin’thru the parking lot
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| of an invisible seven eleven. |
| (Spoken: What was I doin out there?)
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| Last night I saw a cowgirl.
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| She was floatin’across the ceiling.
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| And last night I saw a naked cowgirl.
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| She was floatin’across the ceiling.
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| She was mumblin to some howlin’wolf
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| about some voodoo healin'. |
| (Spoken: Mmm Baby.)
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| Where’s my head baby?
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| Somewhere in Mississippi. |