Bobby Darin - Mississippi Mud lyrics

Bobby: Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi? Johnny: No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there. Bobby: You would? Well, I'll tell you what then, let us hop on a plane and went. Johnny: O-kay, I hear it's very nice. Bobby: It is, it is. Johnny: When the sun goes down The tide goes out The people gather ‘round And they all begin to shout. Bobby: What? Johnny: 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. Bobby: And what a dance do they do Lordy, ... how I'm tellin' you Why, they don't need no band They keep time by clappin their hand. Both: Just as happy as a cow Chewin' on a cud When the people beat their feet On the Mississippi Mud. Bobby: Lordy, how they play it Goodness, how they sway it There's Uncle George and cousin Jack Look at those fools peckin' on their back. Johnny: What joy! That music thrills me. Bobby: It do. Johnny: Boy, ... it nearly k**s me Sister Kate hollers, "Son!" You sure get muddy But, it's mighty good fun Both: 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. Bobby: What a dance do they do Both: Lordy, ... how I'm tellin' you Johnny: They don't need no band Bobby: They don't? Johnny: They keep time by clappin' their hand Bobby: I see. Johnny: Just as happy as a cow Chewing on a cud When the people beat their feet ... Bobby: Yeah! Yeah! Johnny: And the people clap their hand On the M I double S I double S I double P I Mud. Bobby: An "A" for spelling.