Jesse Winchester - Mississippi youre on my mind

I think I ^Dsee, a ^Gwagon rutted ^Droad With the weeds growing tall between the ^Atracks ^D And along one side, runs a ^Grusty barbed wire ^Dfence And beyond that sits an ^Aold tar paper ^Dshack

Missi^Gssippi you're on my mind Missi^Dssippi you're on my mind ^DOh^A, Missi^Gssippi you're on my ^Dmind

I think I ^Dhear, a ^Gnoisy old John ^DDeere In a field specked with dirty cotton ^Alint ^D And below the field, runs a ^Glittle shady ^Dcreek And there you'll find the ^Acool green leaves of ^Dmint

Missi^Gssippi you're on my mind Missi^Dssippi you're on my mind ^DOh^A, Missi^Gssippi you're on my ^Dmind

I think I ^Dsmell, the ^Ghoneysuckle ^Dvine The heavy sweetness like to make me ^Asick ^D And the dogs, my God, they're ^Ghungry all the ^Dtime And the snakes are sleeping ^Awhere the weeds are ^Dthick

Missi^Gssippi you're on my mind Missi^Dssippi you're on my mind ^DOh^A, Missi^Gssippi you're on my ^Dmind

I think I ^Dfeel, an ^Gangry oven ^Dheat The southern sun just blazes in the ^Asky ^D In the dusty weeds an old ^Gfat grasshopper ^Djumps I want to make it to that ^Acreek before I ^Dfry

Missi^Gssippi you're on my mind Missi^Dssippi you're on my mind ^DOh^A, Missi^Gssippi you're on my ^Dmind

Missi^Gssippi you're on my mind Missi^Dssippi you're on my mind ^DOh^A, Missi^Gssippi you're on my ^Dmind