say she came from Natchez,
by the way of New Orleans
Blew in like a gulf coast wind,
knocked you to your knees
For a while she made you happy
You thought you'd found the one
Till the morning you woke up
From the eagle in the tall pine
Saw freedom in the blue sky
Lord, she loves the leaving song
Grew up on the Mississippi
You got a gypsy in her soul
Most nights your dreams are rolling
Now you're up there on your bar stool
That she sent from way out west
Checking out the postmark
Think you'll pack your bags and go
She's already down the road
From the eagle in the tall pine
Saw freedom in the blue sky,
Lord, she loves a livin' song
Grew up on the Mississippi,
And most nights her dreams are rollin'
You might have taught her how to love
But the river taught her how,
Sunshine follows her around
But some things were never meant
From the eagle in the tall pine
Saw freedom in the blue sky
Lord, she loves a leavin' song
Grew up on the Mississippi
And Lord knows she don't mind rollin'
You might have taught her how to love
But the river taught her how to run
The river taught her how to
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