Mountain – Mississippi Queen: Lyrics and Music Video
Mississippi Queen Lyrics
Mississippi queen
If you know what i mean
Mississippi queen
She taught me everything
Way down around vicksburg
Around louisiana way
Lived a cajun lady
Aboard the mississippi queen
You know she was a dancer
She moved better on wine
While the rest of them dudes were’a gettin’ their kicks
Boy i beg your pardon, i was getting mine
Mississippi queen
If you know what i mean
Mississippi queen
She taught me everything
This lady she asked me
If i would be her man
You know that i told her
I’d do what i can
To keep her looking pretty
Buy her dresses that shine
While the rest of them dudes were making their bread
Boy i beg your pardon, i was losing mine!
You know she was a dancer
She moved better on wine
While the rest of them dudes were making their bread
Boy i beg your pardon, i was getting mine!
Oh mississippi queen!
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