Cheryl Wheeler - Lighting up the mighty mississippi

Big yellow ^Cmoon, dark blue ^Gsky ^FLighting up the ^Gmighty ^FMissis^Gsippi I'm headed ^Chome, I can't de^Gcide If my ^Fheart is just too ^Gfull or ^Fjust too ^Gempty

Through the ^Fthousands of ^Cmiles of the rivers and ^Ghills And the ^Fhighways I've ^Ccome to know so ^Gwell ^F I always ^Cknew I could fall back on ^Gyou Now it ^Cwouldn't matter ^Fwhich way I fe^Gll

Still, it's nice to keep ^Cmoving, down the dotted ^Gline Past the ^Ftractors in their ^Gamber ^Fwaves of ^Ggrain If I keep my eyes ^Copen, take a little ^Gtime ^DmNo two towns will ^Fever look the same^G

And ^Fsometimes on the ^EmAM radi^Go I ^Fget a little ^Emlocal Polka ^Gshow And ^Ffolks are friendly ^Ceverywhere I ^Ggo

^CDrank too much in Dayton, ^Fpaid the whole next day The ^Csnow in South Dakota was so ^Emdry it blew away^G And it's not ^Clike someone's waiting when I ^Fget home anyway So, I leave for Portland ^Cpretty soon, then ^Gdown through Monterey But right ^Cnow this big old ^Gyellow moon is ^Ffilling up the sk^Dmy And lighting up the ^Fmighty Missis^Gsippi