Mississippi Bottom Blues Lyrics

Way down in Mississippi where I was bred and born
Reason that will forever be my native home

And my poor mother's old, Lord, and her hair is turning grey
And my poor mother's old, Lord, and her hair is turning grey
I know it would break her heart if she found I was barrelhousing this way
And I'm going to where now the water drink like wine
I'm going to where now the water drink like wine
Where I can be drunk there and staggering all the time
And it ain't but the one thing now, Lord, that worries my mind
It ain't, ain't but the one thing now, Lord, that worries my mind
That's a house full of women, Lord, none in there is mine

And my friend passed me and she never said a word
And my friend passed me and she never said a word
Nothing I had did but was something she had heard