Roll on Mississippi

(Kye Fleming - Dennis Morgan)



Walking along, whistling a song barefoot and fancy free

A big riverboat,passing us by, she's headed for New Orleans

There she goes, disappearing around the bend.

Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again.



A cool river breeze like peppermint leaves, the taste of it takes me back

Chewin' on a straw, torn overalls,

a cane pole and old straw hat and muddy river just like a long lost friend

Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again.



Roll on Mississippi, big river roll

You're the childhood dream that I grew up on

Roll on Mississippi, carry me home

Now I can see I've been away too long

Roll on, Mississippi, roll on.



Now, when the world's spinning round, too fast for me

And I need a place to dream

So I come to your banks, I sit in your shade

Relive the memories

Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn

Roll on Mississippi; you make me feel like a child again.



Roll on Mississippi, Big river roll

You're the childhood dream that I grew up on

Roll on Mississippi, carry me home

Now I can see I've been away too long

Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on, Mississippi

Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on.



Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on.

Roll on, Mississippi, Roll on...