The Parking RoadWe hit the deck on a Monday morningWe make the dock on a Saturday nightNow I had me a girl way down in PittsburghAnd I used to stop every time I passedBut she ran off with a riverboat down the roadAnd a new silver suit and a little mustacheSo I made my home on the MississippiOn the roundabout, on the steamboat lineWe hit the deck on a Monday morningWe make the dock on a Saturday nightNow when I die, do me one favorDon't lay me near the cold, cold groundJust take me out to the middle of the riverThrow me over to the riverAnd point me southI make my home on the MississippiOn the roundabout, on the steamboat lineWe hit the deck on a Monday morningWe make the dock on a Saturday nightI make my home on the MississippiOn the roundabout, on the steamboat lineWe hit the deck on a Monday morningWe make the dock on a Saturday nightI make my home on a Saturday night