Jim Ed Brown and the Browns "Mister and Mississippi" |
(Irving Gordon) I can't recall my mother, I don't remember dad Mister and Mississippi Was all I ever had. Oh, I was born to wander, I was born to roam And Mister and Mississippi Made me feel at home. Oh, I was born to wander I was born to roam And Mister and Mississippi Made me feel at home. My cradle was the river My school a river boat My teacher was a gambler The slickest one afloat. My teacher was a gambler The slickest one afloat He taught me not to gamble On a petticoat. Oh, I was born to wander I was born to roam And Mister and Mississippi Made me feel at home. Oh, Betty Mae I love you I love you Betty Mae I love you like a barefoot boy Loves a summer day. The way a wandering gypsy Loves the changing scenes Just like the restless river Loves old New Orleans. Oh, I was born to wander I was born to roam And Mister and Mississippi Made me feel at home. I'd love a tiny village A quite country town A house, a little garden With kiddies running 'round. I'd be a faithful husband I'd be a trusting friend Until I heard that steamboat Coming 'round the bend. Oh, I was born to wander I was born to roam And Mister and Mississippi Made me feel at home... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |