Drivin' in the walkin' rain

Let's go, let's go

Stream down my windowpane

Thru the fields, where does all the water go?



Stirring in my sleeping bag

There I stew

Holdin' tight the teddy bear

Dreamin' about you



Feels like Mississippi



Billy Parker on his high tractor

Workin' the dirt all day

The sun and the moon, they're trading places

Better never put that plow away



Yeah, momma was stickin' to her story

Happened wars ago

But Billy walkin' funny now

'Cause he got shot by that local so and so



Feels like Mississippi



Feels like Mississippi



Belly on up boys to your favorite back

Then you learn how to paint

She might never, never come back

Guitars can talk on just one string

Lord beat that drum boy, boy, boy, boy

With a turkey leg



Goin' back to Mississippi