Lyrics Old Crow Medicine Show

Old Crow Medicine Show

Mississippi Saturday Night

Poor Mr. Deavel

From up in Clarksdale

Shot his brother with a pop, pop, pop

Spent 20 yrs of hard time, before he saw the light

Now he's preaching on the corner of a Mississippi Saturday night

Drop by the pawn shop by the motel

Dream all you want, you ain't goin nowhere

Ohh ladies in the juke joint are lookin for a fight

Hell, they'll hunt you like a rabbit on a Mississippi Saturday night

Oh, Vicksburg, Natchez down to Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a Mississippi Saturday night

Oh Mr. semo

From? (City in Mississippi)

He's having coffee with your mama and your papa

If you're messin with his daughter

You better treat her right

Ohhh treat you like a possum on a mississippi saturday night

Oh, Vicksburg, Natchez down to Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a Mississippi Saturday night

Drive through the Ball Park,

Out by the Walmart

Park on the levee, drinking 40's in the skylark

People on the river are lookin for a fight

Whole mess of catfish cookin' on a Mississippi Saturday night

Oh Mr. Hayworth,

Sings like a jay bird

More like a jail bird inside a FEMA trailer

He's gunna need a perio, the water's getting high

Or you'll be sleeping in the river on a Mississippi Saturday night

Oh, Vicksburg, Natchez down to Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a Mississippi Saturday

Oh, Vicksburg, Natchez down to Crescent City

Gulf Coast blues, oh it sure is a pity

Don't make a lot of money,

Baby that's alright

Cuz we make a lot of lovin' on a Mississippi Saturday night

I said we make a lot of lovin' on a Mississippi Saturday night