Mississippi Woman

The reflections of the trees are cut by the bow of my pirogue

And spattered by the paddle of my eager hand

That Mississippi woman is a wavin' over yonder

Wavin' her lantern for her Louisiana man.

How I love that Mississippi woman

How I love that Mississippi girl

How I love that Mississippi woman

But her heart does not belong to me.

The lantern light and moonbeams are dancing patterns on the water

She doesn't seem to realize I've learned her secret plans

My jealous mind is thinking as I paddle through the sleeping alligators

She don't know I know about her Louisiana man.

How I love that Mississippi woman

How I love that Mississippi girl

How I love that Mississippi woman

But her heart does not belong to me.

The reflections of the trees are cut by the bow of my pirogue

And splattered by the paddle of my shaky hand

The silence from behind me is alive with the splashing alligators

And the lantern light is blinking on the bottom in the sand.

How I love that Mississippi woman

How I love that Mississippi girl

How I love that Mississippi woman

But her heart does not belong to me.

How I love that Mississippi woman

How I love that Mississippi girl

How I love that Mississippi woman

But her heart does not belong to me...