(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...