Jesse Winchester - Mississippi youre on my mind

I think I ^Esee, a ^Awagon rutted ^Eroad With the weeds growing tall between the ^Btracks ^E And along one side, runs a ^Arusty barbed wire ^Efence And beyond that sits an ^Bold tar paper ^Eshack

Missi^Assippi you're on my mind Missi^Essippi you're on my mind ^AOh^E, Missi^Assippi you're on my ^Emind

I think I ^Ehear, a ^Anoisy old John ^EDeere In a field specked with dirty cotton ^Blint ^E And below the field, runs a ^Alittle shady ^Ecreek And there you'll find the ^Bcool green leaves of ^Emint

Missi^Assippi you're on my mind Missi^Essippi you're on my mind ^AOh^E, Missi^Assippi you're on my ^Emind

I think I ^Esmell, the ^Ahoneysuckle ^Evine The heavy sweetness like to make me ^Bsick ^E And the dogs, my God, they're ^Ahungry all the ^Etime And the snakes are sleeping ^Bwhere the weeds are ^Ethick

Missi^Assippi you're on my mind Missi^Essippi you're on my mind ^AOh^E, Missi^Assippi you're on my ^Emind

I think I ^Efeel, an ^Aangry oven ^Eheat The southern sun just blazes in the ^Bsky ^E In the dusty weeds an old ^Afat grasshopper ^Ejumps I want to make it to that ^Bcreek before I ^Efry

Missi^Assippi you're on my mind Missi^Essippi you're on my mind ^AOh^E, Missi^Assippi you're on my ^Emind

Missi^Assippi you're on my mind Missi^Essippi you're on my mind ^AOh^E, Missi^Assippi you're on my ^Emind