I think I see a wagon rutted road With the weeds growing tall between the tracks
And along one side runs a rusty barbed wire fence And beyond it sits an old tar paper shack Mississippi, you're on my mind Mississippi, you're on my mind Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind ♪ I think I hear a noisy old John Deere In a field specked with dirty cotton lint
And below that field runs a little country stream Down there you'll find the cool green leaves of mint Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind ♪ I think I smell the honeysuckle vine It's thick sweetness like to make me sick
And the dogs, my God, ah, they're hungry all the time And the snakes are sleeping where the weeds are thick Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind Mississippi you're on my mind Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind I think I feel the angry oven heat The southern sun just blazin' in the sky
In the dusty weeds, an old fat grasshopper jumps I wanna make it to that creek before I fry Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind Mississippi you're on my mind Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind Mississippi you're on my mind Oh, Mississippi you're on my mind Ohh, Mississippi you're on my mind