Sangtekst: Grateful Dead. Mississippi Half Step Uptown Toodeloo.
On the day when I was born Daddy sat down and cried
I had the mark just as plain as day could not be denied
They say that Cain caught Abel rollin' loaded dice
Ace of Spades behind his ear and him not thinkin' twice
Half step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Half a cup of Rock and Rye
Farewell to you old Southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way
If all you got to live for is what you left behind
Get yourself a powder charge, seal that silver mine
Lost my boots in transit, baby pile of smokin' leather
A retread to my feet and prayed for better weather
Half step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Half a cup of Rock and Rye
Farewell to you old Southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way
Oh when your ship comes in the first man takes the sails
Second takes the afterdeck, the third, the planks and rails
What's the point of callin' shots this cue ain't straight in line
Cue ball's made of styrofoam and no one's got the time
Half step, Mississippi uptown Toodeloo
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Half a cup of Rock and Rye
Farewell to you old Southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
I had the mark just as plain as day could not be denied
They say that Cain caught Abel rollin' loaded dice
Ace of Spades behind his ear and him not thinkin' twice
Half step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Half a cup of Rock and Rye
Farewell to you old Southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way
If all you got to live for is what you left behind
Get yourself a powder charge, seal that silver mine
Lost my boots in transit, baby pile of smokin' leather
A retread to my feet and prayed for better weather
Half step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Half a cup of Rock and Rye
Farewell to you old Southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way
Oh when your ship comes in the first man takes the sails
Second takes the afterdeck, the third, the planks and rails
What's the point of callin' shots this cue ain't straight in line
Cue ball's made of styrofoam and no one's got the time
Half step, Mississippi uptown Toodeloo
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Half a cup of Rock and Rye
Farewell to you old Southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grandeeo, across the lazy river
Grateful Dead
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