Tired of the city life
Costs too much too fast
Used to the older roads
The smell of that country grass
This city is so hi-tech
I don't want to rattle my brain
Lord knows I'm a country gal
I wanna get back from where I came
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I've got Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I wanna get back to my blues
Tired of fast food
Raised on cornbread and collard greens
Chitlins, hog nose, a big old pot of pinto beans
I sang the blues on my front porch
Talk loud, drink and cuss
Without them down home blues y'all
I'm gonna get back on the bus
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I've got Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I wanna get back to my blues
I think about it all night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
I've been all over the world
I've seen almost everything
I've sung all kind of places
People call me the queen
But no matter where I go y'all
I give them something real
People all over the world
Need that Mississippi feel
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I've got Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
Trying to get back to my blues
I talk about it all night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I've got Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
Trying to get back to my blues
All night long
All night long
All night long
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I've got Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
Trying to get back to my blues
I'm just a Mississippi woman
I've got Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
Trying to get back to my blues
I'm just a Mississippi woman
With that Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
Trying to get back to my blues
I'm just a Mississippi woman
With that Mississippi mud on my shoes
I'm just a Mississippi woman
Trying to get back to my blues
Writer(s): Keith Ian Ellis, Christopher Leighton Mercer, Neil Terence Hubbard, Raymond Joseph Owen, Peter Dobson
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