Mississippi
The Mamas & the Papas Lyrics


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Hit it, Hal

Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady

Do it to me, James

And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind

Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me

Have a seat an' take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
So I said, "I like your dress"
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny

Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'

Joseph
{Bass: Joe Osborn}

Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville (Louisville)
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady

And the Mississippi River, it runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind

Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me

Everybody sing

Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'

Have a seat, take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
So I said, "I like your dress"
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny

[Repeat until fade]




Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')

Overall Meaning

The Mamas & the Papas's song "Mississippi" is a tale of a woman who hitchhikes to Louisville holding a hundred-dollar bill and dresses herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans. The singer of the story is sitting in Bourbon Street, sipping on a beer, and observing the Mississippi River that flows slowly like molasses during summertime. Despite the slow-moving river, the singer states that he doesn't mind, and it adds to the ambiance. He meets a woman who takes a seat next to him and accepts his offer of complimenting her dress. The conversation quickly focuses on the swamps and how they can make one feel funny. The song ends with the chorus repeating Down on the bayou, why you never know just what you're doing.


Line by Line Meaning

Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville
She started her journey early in the morning and took a ride to Louisville


Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
She had a hundred dollar bill with her


Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
She dressed like a queen in the New Orleans style


Yeah, she looked good, like a lady
She looked very attractive and elegant


And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
The Mississippi River flows slowly and steadily like molasses during summers


And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
The slow flow of Mississippi doesn't bother the singer


Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
The singer is relaxing while drinking beer in Bourbon Street


Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me
The artist is hard to please despite appearing relaxed


Have a seat an' take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
The lady agreed to sit and rest her feet as suggested by the artist


So I said, "I like your dress"
The artist complimented the lady's dress


Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
The singer is commenting on the eerie feeling of being surrounded by swamps


She crossed her legs and looked at me funny
The lady crossed her legs and gave a curious look to the artist


Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
The singer is commenting on the unpredictability of things in the bayou


Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')
The unpredictability of the bayou is reiterated




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: John Edmund Andrew Phillips

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