Down in Mississippi | POEM

Down in Mississippi
Written by: Christopher Williams

Down in Mississippi
Is where you'll find me
Where we play in the mud
With our pick up trucks

It's where the cotton grows
And where Jesus saved my soul
It's home to me, and home to you
It's the home of The Blues

It's where I'll raise my kids
Like my father and mother did
It's where the clear starry sky
Comes out to sparkle at night

It's where you work all day
And everyone drives Chevrolets
Yeah, I ain't no Ford truck man
So this explains who I am:

I'm Southern by God's grace
Can't live no other place
This is me, This is country
Down in Mississippi