Mississippi Road - J.B. Lenoir

My moth'-an' daddy live on a high hill way on that Mississippi road

My moth'-an' daddy live on a high hill way on out that Mississippi road

Sometimes I would walk down cry and wonder 'cause of where one day I must go

My mother and daddy work so hard until their clothes was wet with sweat

My mother and daddy work so hard until their clothes was wet with sweat

And come time from the sell-up get paid from the master they wouldn’t ever come

out of debt

Sometime I sit down and wonder why I was the only child she had

Sometime I sits down and wonder why I was the only child she had

Sometime I think about the way she was mistreated and that’s what makes me feel

so bad

Before my mother she died she used to hang her head and cry

Before my mother she died she used to hang her head and cry

She said «Lord have mercy, have mercy on my little child»

She said «Lord have mercy, have mercy on my little…»