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MISSISSIPPI YOU'RE ON MY
Writer Winchester

I think I see a wagon road
the weeds growing tall between the tracks
And along one side runs a rusty barbed fence
And beyond that an old tar paper shack
Mississippi on my mind
Mississippi you're on my
Oh, you're on my mind
I think I hear a old John Deere
In a field specked dirty cotton lint
And below the field runs a shady creek
And there find the cool green leaves of mint
you're on my mind
Mississippi you're on my
Oh, Mississippi you're on my
I think I the honeysuckle vine
The heavy sweetness to make me sick
And the dogs, my God, they're hungry all the
And the snakes are sleeping the weeds are thick
Mississippi you're on my
you're on my mind
Oh, you're on my mind
I I feel an angry oven heat
The Southern Sun blazes in the sky
In the dusty weeds a fat grasshopper
I want to it to that creek before I fry
Mississippi you're on my
you're on my mind
Oh, you're on my mind