It was on a Sunday morning people, May first, nineteen hundred and eighty-three

It was on a Sunday morning people, May first, nineteen hundred and eighty-three

Well you know a news flash came on TV, people say we lost the best bluesman we ever had



His name was McKinley Morganfield, but the world know him as Muddy Mississippi Waters

His name was McKinley Morganfield, but the world know him as Muddy Mississippi Waters

Well just go on sleepin' Mud, because you live still deep in all our hearts



So sleep on Muddy, and God will get you a little rest

Sleep on Muddy, and God will get you a little rest

Well you now no one will ever be able to replace you, all we can do is keep your music alive



Keep on Mud.