MISSISSIPPI

Now the night has gone
Will the water take your place?
Where boats go by
And the people stand and wait

For the meek

For all the singing birds
For every song we leave before
Until the morning thief
Steals the humming of the Lord

And the black
Mississippi

Is it all bad news?
Who is throwing parties now we're through?
All the candles and fires
Every prayer and every psalm

And the black
Mississippi

© 2005 steve adey/black sheep music. all rights reserved.

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