Mama said Dont go near that river Dont be hanging around old Catfish John Come the morning, Id always be there Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg, traded for a chestnut mare Lord, he never spoke in anger though his load was hard to bear Mama said Dont go near that river Dont be hanging around old Catfish John Come the morning, Id always be there Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river bed Thinking back, I still remember I was proud to be his friend Mama said Dont go near that river Dont be hanging around old Catfish John Come the morning, Id always be there Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn Let me dream in another morning, to a time so long ago When the sweet magnolia blossomed, cotton fields as white as snow Mama said Dont go near that river Dont be hanging around old Catfish John Come the morning, Id always be there Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn Come the morning, Id always be there Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
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