Wyclef Jean - Here's To The State Of Mississippi lyrics

Here's to the state of Mississippi For underneath her borders the devil draws no lines The devil draws no line, if you drag her muddy river Nameless bodies you will find, you will find Whoa, the fat trees of the forest Have hid a thousand crimes, a thousand crimes The calendar is lyin' When it reads the present time, the present time Whoa, here's to the land You've torn out the heart of, the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country To be part of, to be part of, yeah Here's to the state of Mississippi Whoa, and here's to the state of Mississippi Here's to the people of Mississippi Who say the folks up north they just don't understand They just don't understand and they tremble in their shadows At the thunder of the Klan, at the thunder of the Klan The sweating of their souls Can't wash the blood from their hands, from their hands They smile and shrug their shoulders At the murder of a man, at the murder of a man Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of, to be part of Here's to the state of Mississippi Whoa, and here's to the state of Mississippi And here's to the cops of Mississippi They're chewing their tobacco As they lock the prison door, they lock prison door Their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you on the floor They take, no they don't like taking prisoners In their private little war, in their prive little war Behind their broken bades they're murderers They're murderers, they're murderers, they're murderers Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of, to be part of Here's to the state of Mississippi Whoa, and here's to the state of Mississippi So here's to the state of Mississippi