Mighty Mississippi Lyrics & Chords By The New Lost City Ramblers

I ride an old paint, lead an old dam, Goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan. Feed 'em in the coulees, and water in the draw, Tails are all matted and their backs are all raw. ...read more

There is a house down in New Orleans They call the risin' sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh god, I'm a-one My mother was a tailor She sewed...read more

I am an old woman Named after my mother My old man is another Child who's grown old If dreams were thunder Lightning was desire This old house would've burned down A...read more

Now who will kiss your lips darlin' Who will call you sweetheart Oh who will tell you they love you Oh you once was my little sweetheart Now who's been talkin' to you...read more

Rather be in Richmond with all the hail and rain Than to be in Georgia boys wearin' that ball and chain Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no...read more