Muddy Waters Rose Out Of The Mississippi Mud Songtext / Lyric

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Try stealing a guitar that's strung with barbed wire

Ripping them strings like your fingers' on fire

Stand there confessing in a mohair suit

Like a steamroller comin' and they call it the blues.



Now cock both your barrels, holler I'm a man

Be the greatest lover, Lord, with a pint in your hand

Get white wall tires and a continental spare

Chrome dual exhaust so that the world will appear.



Now they say he was a conjure man

They say he was made of flesh and blood

Yeah, they say he was a conjure man

Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud.



Yeah yeah yeah

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You got pinky rings on your fingers full of 60 cent wings

Tell 'em you're the greatest lover that the world has ever seen

Go down at dawn to the Bayou of St. John

Bow down to the seventh, Lord, the seventh son

When you pass the crossroads you'd better do it at a run

'Cause the devil got the level on everything you done.



They say he was a conjure man

They say he was made of flesh and blood

Yes, he was a conjure man

Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud.



You need alligator shoes and a Rocket 88

An insatiable hunger, man, that just won't wait

High roll your money just to pay your dues

Like a bulldog in the corner and they call it the blues.



They say he was a conjure man

He was made of flesh and blood

Yeah, they say he was a conjure man

Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud.



Lord, they say he was a conjure man

He was made of flesh and blood

Yes, he was a conjure man

Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud.



Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud

Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud, yeah yeah

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