Mississippi Mud 1927

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 24 Dec 2005

When the sun goes down,
the tide goes out,
the darkies gather round
and they all begin to shout:
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud!
It's a treat to beat your feet
on the Mississippi Mud!
It's a treat to beat your feet
on the Mississippi Mud!"
What a dance do they do!
Lordy how I'm tellin' you,
they don't need no band,
they keep time by clappin' their hand.
Just as happy as a cow
chewin' on a cud.
When the darkies beat their feet
on the Mississippi Mud.
Lordy how they play it
Goodness how they sway it
Uncle Joe, Uncle Jim,
how they pound the mire
with vigour and vim
Joy! That music thrills me,
Boy! it nearly kills me,
what a show where they go say,
they beat it up either fast or slow.
When the sun goes down,
the tide goes out,
the darkies gather round
and they all begin to shout:
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
it's a treat to beat your feet
on the Mississippi Mud.
it's a treat to beat your feet
on the Mississippi Mud."
What a dance do they do!
Lordy how I'm tellin' you,
they don't need no band,
they keep time by clappin' their hand.
Just as happy as a cow
chewin' on a cud.
When the darkies beat their feet
on the Mississippi Mud.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Mississippi Mud 1927
by Harry Barris
© MCMXXVII vy Shapiro, Bernstein Inc., New York
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 24 December 2005 at 21.56
in association with Doug Grierson
written using a 16 colour screen and outsize graphics!
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