Oh, you Mississippi River with waters so deep and wide   My thoughts of you keep rising just like an evening tide   I'm just like a seagull that's left the sea   Oh, your muddy waters keep on calling me      I'm gonna pack my grip and head that way   You'll see me hanging 'round again some day   'Cause I know that's the only way to lose   The Mississippi River blues      I've often ridden on your bosom from Memphis down to New Orleans   Floating over muddy waters, drifting through familiar scenes   And when I hear that whistle of an old steamboat   Down that Mississippi river again, I'm a going to float      I'm gonna pack my grip and head that way   You'll see me hanging 'round again some day   'Cause I know that's the only way to lose   That mean old Mississippi River blues