Roll On Mississippi
| Roll On Mississippi (Rhonda Fleming Kye – Dennis Morgan) Walking along, whistling a song, bare foot and fancy free A big riverboat, passing us by, she's headed for New Orleans There she goes, disappearing around a bend Roll on Mississippi, you make me feel like a child again Cool river breeze, like peppermint leaves, the taste of it takes me back Chewing on a straw, torn overalls, cane pole and old straw hat Muddy river, just like a long lost friend Roll on Mississippi, you make me feel like a child again Roll on Mississippi, big river roll You're the childhood dream, I grew up on Roll on Mississippi, carry me home Now I can see I've been away too long Roll on, Mississippi, roll on When the world's spinning round, too fast for me, I need a place to dream So I come to your banks, I sit in your shade, and relive the memories Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn Roll on Mississippi, you make me feel like a child again Roll on Mississippi, big river roll You're the childhood dream I grew up on Roll on Mississippi, carry me home Now I can see I've been away too long Roll on, Mississippi, roll on Mississippi roll on Roll on, Mississippi, roll on Roll on, Mississippi, roll on Published by © Universal Music Publishing Group  TWEB 060 |