Ol' Mississippi
Old Mississippi
Old Mississippi run, run, run
But she don’t talk all she does is run
Old Mississippi run, run, run
The keeper of many secrets but she don’t talk all she does is run.
Old Mississippi run, run, run
Minnesota’s greatest highway
Mighty when she carries
Nevertheless, she don’t talk all she does is run.
Old Mississippi run, run, ru
A witness of much change and much building in Minneapolis and Saint Paul
Claiming many lives
But you never say a word all you do is run.
Dedicated to the mighty Mississippi River.
Copyright © Valintenoq Robertson | Year Posted 2011
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