As far back as I can remember
I hate to have to plow or hoe
One of those long nine-feet sacs
Standing by that old dirt road
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi where I was born
Down in Mississippi where I come from

I got nothing against Mississippi
Also was the home of my wife
But I feel just like I'm a lucky man
To get away with my life
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi where I was born
Down in Mississippi where I come from

They have a hunting season for the rabbit
If you killed them you went to jail
Season was always opened on me
Nobody needed no veil
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi where I was born
Down in Mississippi where I come from

Down in Mississippi where I was born
Down in Mississippi where I come from

Down in Mississippi (down in Mississippi)
Down in Mississippi (down in Mississippi)
(Down in Mississippi) down in Mississippi
(Down, down, down) down in Mississippi