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Mississippi Mud - Dinah Shore

When the sun goes down the tide goes out

The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout

I hey hey uncle dud

It's a treat to beat your feet on the mississippi mud

It's a treat to beat your feet on the mississippi mud

What a dance do they do

Lordy how I'm tellin' you

They don't need no band

They keep time by clappin' their hand

Just as happy as a cow chewin' on a cud

When the people beat their feet on the mississippi mud

Lordy how they play it

Goodness how they sway it

Uncle joe uncle jim

How they pound the mire with vigor and vim

Joy that music thrills me

Boy it nearly kills me

What a show when they go

Say they beat it up either fast or slow

What a dance do they do

Lordy how I'm tellin' you

They don't need no band

They keep time by clappin' their hand

Just as happy as a cow chewin' on a cud

When the people beat their feet on the mississippi mud

They don't need no band

By clappin' their hand

When the people beat their feet on the mississippi mud