Текст песни Mac McAnally - Mississippi You're On My Mind
Mac McAnally - Mississippi You're On My Mind слова песни
Oh, Mississippi, you're on my mindI think I see a wagon rutted roadWith the weeds growing tall between the tracksAnd along one side an old rusty barbed wire fenceAnd beyond that sits an old tar paper shackMississippi, you're on my mindMississippi, you're on my mindOh, Mississippi, you're on my mindI think I hear a noisy old John DeereIn a field specked with dirty cotton lintAnd below that field is a shady little creekAnd there you'll find the cool green leaves of mintMississippi you're on my mindMississippi you're on my mindOh, Mississippi, you're on my mindI think I smell a honeysuckle vineAnd the heavy sweetness like to make me sickAnd the dogs, my God, they're hungry all the timeAnd the snakes are sleeping where the weeds are thickMississippi you're on my mindMississippi you're on my mindOh, Mississippi, you're on my mindI think I feel an old angry oven heatAnd the southern sun just blazes in the skyIn the dusty weeds, an old fat grasshopper jumpsI want to make it to that creek before I fryMississippi, you're on my mindMississippi, you're on my mindOh, Mississippi, you're on my mindMississippi, you're on my mindMississippi, you're on my mindOh, Mississippi, you're on my mind