Il testo della Mississippi mud

Bobby:
Hey, john, you evah been to mississippi?

Johnny:
No, man, but i sure would like to visit down there.

Bobby:
You would?
Well, i'll tell you what then, let us hop on a plane and went.

Johnny:
O-kay, i hear it's very nice.

Bobby:
It is, it is.

Johnny:
When the sun goes down
The tide goes out
The people gather 'round
And they all begin to shout.

Bobby:
What?

Johnny:
Hey, hey, uncle dud
It's a treat to beat your feet
On the mississippi mud.
It's a treat to beat your feet
On the mississippi mud.

Bobby:
And what a dance do they do
Lordy, ... how i'm tellin' you
Why, they don't need no band
They keep time by clappin their hand.

Both:
Just as happy as a cow
Chewin' on a cud
When the people beat their feet
On the mississippi mud.

Bobby:
Lordy, ... how they play it
Goodness, ... how they sway it
There's uncle george and cousin jack
Look at those fools peckin' on their back.

Johnny:
What joy!
That music thrills me.

Bobby:
It do.

Johnny:
Boy, ... it nearly kills me
Sister kate hollers, "son!"
You sure get muddy
But, it's mighty good fun

Both:
When the sun goes down
The tide goes out
The people gather round
And they all begin to shout.
Hey, hey, uncle dud
It's a treat to beat your feet
On the mississippi mud
It's a treat to beat your feet
On the mississippi mud.

Bobby:
What a dance do they do ...

Both:
Lordy, ... how i'm tellin' you ...

Johnny:
They don't need no band ...

Bobby:
They don't?

Johnny:
They keep time by clappin' their hand ...

Bobby:
I see.

Johnny:
Just as happy as a cow
Chewing on a cud
When the people beat their feet ...

Bobby:
Yeah! yeah!

Johnny:
And the people clap their hand
On the m i double s i double s i double p i mud.

Bobby:
An "a" for spelling.