There's friends around and even pals I know are true
Still I'm lonely, homesick and blue
But there's no one who can cheer me when I'm alone
Longing for my Mississippi home
Way down on the delta, on the Mississippi shore
In that muddy water, I long to be once more
When night shadows creep about and the whippoorwills call
You can hear old Mammy shout, come on in here you all
Way down on the levee, strolling in the pale moonlight
You can see those steamboats and the fields of snowy white
There's a feeling I can't lose, that muddy water's in my shoes
When I get those Mississippi delta blues
De-o-de-de-de-de, de-o-de-de-de-de, de-o-de-de-lo-de-de-de-de
I long to hear them dockies sing those old melodies
Swanee River and old Black Joe
That sweet magnolia perfume floating on the breeze
Way down south is where I long to be
Way down on the delta, on the Mississippi shore
In that muddy water, I long to be once more
When night shadows creep about and the whippoorwills call
You can hear old Mammy shout, come on in here you all
Way down on the levee, strolling in the pale moonlight
You can see those steamboats and the fields of snowy white
There's a feeling I can't lose, that muddy water's in my shoes
When I get those Mississippi delta blues
De-o-de-de-de-de, de-o-de-de-de-de, de-o-de-de-lo-de-de-de-de