Sunrise Over Big Muddy Lyrics by Marleys Ghost
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You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer crocodile smile,gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial.You got old Luke the Drifter, like a voice from beyondin a scene I recreate.Back in that room on a long afternoonand a kid of 6 or 8,I acquired a taste for that deep Southern soundwhile them sad old steels whined.And my mind rolls on like Big Muddyback to that slow-moving time.Well, I never got down to Looziann' till I was 29.When I fell in love with a Creole girl, she stole this soul of mine.With her deep brown eyes and her beautiful breastsand her lips like rare French wine.And we drank our fill of the warm night airwhile the Cajun fiddles whined.And watched the sun rise over Big Muddyonce upon a wonderful time.No engineer can take me there - it's lost like a beautiful dream.But someday I'll be gone, following a song,Pretty Mama, won't you come along with me?For if you close yer eyes you can't help but harmonize -It's as easy as laughter and tears.On dit que Plus ça change, toules les choses restent al meme.That old river keeps a-rollin' while she's restin' in her bed,and the music runs on like Big Muddy through my headin that lazy old three-quarter time.
You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer crocodile smile,gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial.You got old Luke the Drifter, like a voice from beyondin a scene I recreate.Back in that room on a long afternoonand a kid of 6 or 8,I acquired a taste for that deep Southern soundwhile them sad old steels whined.And my mind rolls on like Big Muddyback to that slow-moving time.Well, I never got down to Looziann' till I was 29.When I fell in love with a Creole girl, she stole this soul of mine.With her deep brown eyes and her beautiful breastsand her lips like rare French wine.And we drank our fill of the warm night airwhile the Cajun fiddles whined.And watched the sun rise over Big Muddyonce upon a wonderful time.No engineer can take me there - it's lost like a beautiful dream.But someday I'll be gone, following a song,Pretty Mama, won't you come along with me?For if you close yer eyes you can't help but harmonize -It's as easy as laughter and tears.On dit que Plus ça change, toules les choses restent al meme.That old river keeps a-rollin' while she's restin' in her bed,and the music runs on like Big Muddy through my headin that lazy old three-quarter time.