|~ Mama |said, don't go |near that |river
|~ Don't be |hangin' |'round old Catfish |John
|~ Come the |morning I'd |always |be there
|Walking in his |footsteps in that |sweet delta |dawn
Let me |dream |of another |morning |
Of a |time so |long a|go |
Where the |sweet mag|nolias |blossomed |
And cotton |fields were |white as |snow |
(Repeat CHORUS)
Catfish |John |was a river |hobo |
Lived and |die on the |river |bend |
Looking |back I |still re|member |
I was |glad to |be his |friend |
(Repeat CHORUS)
Born a |slave |in the town of |Vicksburg |
Traded |for a |chestnut |mare |
But he |never |spoke in |anger |
Though his |load was |hard to |bear |
(Repeat CHORUS)
|Walking in his |footsteps in that |sweet delta |dawn
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