Mississippi Mud Lyrics - Bobby Darin

Bobby: 

Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi? 

Johnny: 

No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there. 

Bobby: 

You would? 

Well, I'll tell you what then, let us hop on a plane and went. 

Johnny: 

O-kay, I hear it's very nice. 

Bobby: 

It is, it is. 

Johnny: 

When the sun goes down 

The tide goes out 

The people gather 'round 

And they all begin to shout. 

Bobby: 

What? 

Johnny: 

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. 

Bobby: 

And what a dance do they do 

Lordy, ... how I'm tellin' you 

Why, they don't need no band 

They keep time by clappin their hand. 

Both: 

Just as happy as a cow 

Chewin' on a cud 

When the people beat their feet 

On the Mississippi Mud. 

Bobby: 

Lordy, ... how they play it 

Goodness, ... how they sway it 

There's Uncle George and cousin Jack 

Look at those fools peckin' on their back. 

Johnny: 

What joy! 

That music thrills me. 

Bobby: 

It do. 

Johnny: 

Boy, ... it nearly kills me 

Sister Kate hollers, "Son!" 

You sure get muddy 

But, it's mighty good fun 

Both: 

When the sun goes down 

The tide goes out 

The people gather round 

And they all begin to shout. 

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. 

Bobby: 

What a dance do they do ... 

Both: 

Lordy, ... how I'm tellin' you ... 

Johnny: 

They don't need no band ... 

Bobby: 

They don't? 

Johnny: 

They keep time by clappin' their hand ... 

Bobby: 

I see. 

Johnny: 

Just as happy as a cow 

Chewing on a cud 

When the people beat their feet ... 

Bobby: 

Yeah! Yeah! 

Johnny: 

And the people clap their hand 

On the M I double S I double S I double P I Mud. 

Bobby: 

An "A" for spelling.