Lyrics:
Whooo
Mumm~mmm
All right Tupelo Mississippi
Here's one for you
I said, Hello Tupelo
Crosstown downtown everybody dance round
Hello Tupelo
North South
Did you read about the flood?
Happened long time ago
In Tupelo, Mississippi
There were thousands of lives
Destroyed
It rained, it rained
Both
Did ya read about the flood?
Happened long time ago
In Tupelo, Mississippi
There were thousands o' lives
Destroyed
It rained, it rained
Both
screaming and crying,
"Lord have mercy and a great disaster, who can we turn to now, but you?"
The great flood of
Tupelo, Mississippi
It happened one evenin',
my story really begins.
He said, 'Son my name is Boregard Rippy.
I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi.
I write songs that'll sing like a bird,
I
He said:
Son my name is Boregard Rippy
I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi
I write songs that'll sing like a bird
I play licks on my guitar
I'll melt you with my love.
Like honey from Tupelo,
Switch on that little stereo,
B.B. is croonin' low,
I'll whisper through the willow trees
Pascagoula
There's a porch swing in Tupelo
In the shade of the south
Where the sweet honey drips offa that old hush yo mouth
It's a slow road on down
That
MISSISSIPPI
PLAYED A SONG AND THAT'S ALL RIGHT
DID YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID?
THAT BOY FROM TUPELO MISSISSIPPI
PLAYED A SONG AND THAT'S ALL RIGHT
Momma took her
the horses raised in those Kentucky hills
The national treasury would be in Tupelo, Mississippi
And I'd put Hank Williams picture on one hundred dollar bill
Kentucky hills
The national treasury would be in Tupelo, Mississippi
And I'd put Hank Williams picture on one hundred dollar bill
I'd have all the cars made
the horses raised in those Kentucky hills
The national treasury would be in Tupelo, Mississippi
And I'd put Hank Williams picture on one hundred dollar bill
She was the centerfold picture in a country boy's dream
Prettiest thing I ever had seen
Tupelo honey in a pair of blue jeans
The upper Mississippi
the Bushes
Come up from the mud Tupelo, Mississippi
We turn to the ceiling
Halle Berry's my baby, so Drake Gotta wait, bro
That's just how I'm feelin
I say,
to X-File it, another nigga missing
Where he at? Shit, I don't know, Tupelo, Mississippi
Hey, somebody better help him or they gon' have to ship him
chance
Or chasing her until I can't
In Jackson, Mississippi makin' all my moves
For the girl From Tupelo
Don't know if I should keep pushin'
Or lay back
Sean I'd say the best one
Came from Tupelo, Mississippi
I'll tell you now that grown men cry
And Irish girls are pretty
Though fear and hurt
of mine,
But the Wichita Jail
Is a long long way
From the Tupelo County line,
I gotta do my time
Well I ain't got a cent of the money I had
I spent
But the Wichita Jail
Is a long long way
From the Tupelo County line,
I gotta do my time
Well I ain't got a cent of the money I had
I spent it
On the last train to tupelo
He's just a country boy
On the last train to tupelo
Along the lazy
Mississippi
He Rides the rails
To Tupelo
There's a long line of storms comin' down from the north
Creepin' cross' that Mississippi line
Black clouds turn to night, only 85 more miles
Till I
Sean I'd say the best one came from tupelo, mississippi
I'll tell you now that grown men cry and irish girls are pretty
Though fear and hurt
Tupelo, he went last week
He said he had business in Mississippi
He kept his bags in a briefcase in the back of his old car
A Lincoln from his Pa
He
Been missing Mississippi
Even though I
Never been south of Tennessee
We were interns in the city
Working long days
Working hard and working cheap
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