Well, I said goodbye to Chicago, I intend to save some souls But, the river changed all that, I couldn't even save my own I don't trouble the water but the water troubles me.
I don't ever wanna see the Mississippi again
The river towns ain't nothing more but killers, sinners, thieves and whores And I aim to see some holy water washing off their shores Down to the Delta, that seething, muddy hell Where the world goes underwater and the rising river swells
I don't ever wanna see the Mississippi again Never wanna see the muddy water again Always thought the river would be on my side Never wanna see the wicked river again
Well, I went down to the river banks looking for some kind of sign It was all that I could do not to swim to the other side It's coursing through my veins. It's calling me to try This is all I've got to live for. This is how I'm gonna die
Never gonna see the Mississippi again Never gonna see the muddy water again Always thought the river would be on my side Never gonna see the wicked river again
As I lay down at the base of the river the water washed over my face Into my lungs, washing away all of my pain and disgrace
The waste of this city is crawling all over My tongue's spitting out it's fowl taste Let the currents carry me down through the delta and spirit me away from this place