Misissippi Mud Lyrics

Song	Misissippi Mud
Artist	Dean Martin
Album	I've Got You Under My Skin
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	作曲 : Harry Barris/James Cavanaugh
	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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I'm telling you
	They don't need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud
	Lordy how they play it
	Goodness how they sway it
	Uncle Joe, Uncle Jim
	How they pound the mire with vigor and vim
	Joy the music thrills me
	Boy it nearly kills me
	What a show when they go
	Say they beat up either fast or slow
	When the sun goes down the tide goes out
	The people gather round and they all begin to shout
	Say 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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I'm telling you
	They don't need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud
	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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I'm telling you
	They don't need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet
	When the people beat their feet
	When the people beat their feet
	On the Mississippi mud

	zuo qu : Harry Barris James Cavanaugh
	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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I' m telling you
	They don' t need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud
	Lordy how they play it
	Goodness how they sway it
	Uncle Joe, Uncle Jim
	How they pound the mire with vigor and vim
	Joy the music thrills me
	Boy it nearly kills me
	What a show when they go
	Say they beat up either fast or slow
	When the sun goes down the tide goes out
	The people gather round and they all begin to shout
	Say 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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I' m telling you
	They don' t need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud
	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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I' m telling you
	They don' t need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet
	When the people beat their feet
	When the people beat their feet
	On the Mississippi mud

	zuò qǔ : Harry Barris James Cavanaugh
	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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I' m telling you
	They don' t need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud
	Lordy how they play it
	Goodness how they sway it
	Uncle Joe, Uncle Jim
	How they pound the mire with vigor and vim
	Joy the music thrills me
	Boy it nearly kills me
	What a show when they go
	Say they beat up either fast or slow
	When the sun goes down the tide goes out
	The people gather round and they all begin to shout
	Say 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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I' m telling you
	They don' t need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi mud
	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
	What a dance do they do
	Lordy how I' m telling you
	They don' t need no band
	They keep time by clapping their hands
	Just as happy as a cow chewing on a cud
	When the people beat their feet
	When the people beat their feet
	When the people beat their feet
	On the Mississippi mud

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