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(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... |