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Ray Charles
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Mississippi Mud
Lyricist:JAMES CAVANAUGH, HARRY BARRIS Composer:JAMES CAVANAUGH, HARRY BARRIS
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out The people gather round and they all begin to shout Hey, hey uncle Dud It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
What a dance do they do Lordy, how I'm telling you They don't need no band They keep time by clapping their hands Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud When the people beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
Lordy, how they play it Goodness, how they sway it Uncle Joe, uncle Jim How they pound that mire with vigor and vim Joy that music trills me Boy, it nearly kill me What a show when they go Say, they beat it up either fast or slow
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out The people gather round and they all begin to shout Hey, hey uncle Dud It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
What a dance do they do Lordy, how I'm telling you They don't need no band They keep time by clapping their hands Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud When the people beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
Uncle Joe, uncle Jim How they pound that mire with vigor and vim
What a show when they go Say, they beat it up either fast or slow
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out The people gather round and they all begin to shout Hey, hey uncle Dud It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
What a dance do they do Lordy, how I'm telling you They don't need no band They keep time by clapping their hands Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud When the people beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
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