Tishomingo Blues 1917

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 16 Jul 2006
2006

Oh Mississippi, Oh Mississippi.
My heart cries out for you in sadness.
I want to be where
the wintry winds don't blow,
Down where the southern moon swings low.
That's where I want to go.

I'm goin' to Tishomingo,
because I'm sad today,
I wish to linger,
way down old Dixie way.
Oh my weary heart cries out in pain.
Oh how I wish that I was back again.
With a race in a place
where they make you welcome all the time.
Way down in Mississippi,
among the cypress trees.
They get you dippy
with their strange melodies.
To resist temptation.
I just can't refuse.
In Tishomingo, I wish to linger
where they play the weary blues.

I'm goin' to Tishomingo,
because I'm sad today,
I wish to linger,
way down old Dixie way.
Oh my weary heart cries out in pain.
Oh how I wish that I was back again.
With a race in a place
where they make you welcome all the time.
Way down in Mississippi,
among the cypress trees.
They get you dippy
with their strange melodies.
To resist temptation.
I just can't refuse.
In Tishomingo, I wish to linger
where they play the weary blues.

Tonight I'm prayin'
tonight I'm sayin'
Oh Lord please bless the train that takes me,
to Tishomingo,
way down old Dixie Way,
Where southern folks are always gay,
that's why you hear me say.

I'm goin' to Tishomingo,
because I'm sad today,
I wish to linger,
way down old Dixie way.
Oh my weary heart cries out in pain.
Oh how I wish that I was back again.
With a race in a place
where they make you welcome all the time.
Way down in Mississippi,
among the cypress trees.
They get you dippy
with their strange melodies.
To resist temptation.
I just can't refuse.
In Tishomingo, I wish to linger
where they play the weary blues.

I'm goin' to Tishomingo,
because I'm sad today,
I wish to linger,
way down old Dixie way.
Oh my weary heart cries out in pain.
Oh how I wish that I was back again.
With a race in a place
where they make you welcome all the time.
Way down in Mississippi,
among the cypress trees.
They get you dippy
with their strange melodies.
To resist temptation.
I just can't refuse.
In Tishomingo, I wish to linger
where they play the weary blues.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Tishomingo Blues 1917
Words & Music by Spencer Williams
© MCMXVII by Jos. W.Stern & Co. N.Y.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 16 July 2006 at 9.27pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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