[Verse 1]
Sheriff put her on a coal burnin' paddle, wheelin' Memphis Tennessee
Told the captain she's been the cause of all the trouble down at the Laura Lee
Said, "He'd be damned if he could understand why the judge set her free"
That six-foot, black-haired, green-eyed woman, proud Lousiana gamblin' queen

[Chorus]
Roll Mississippi, drown my blues in your muddy water
Roll Mississippi, take me on down
Be held in the low ground, headin' down the river with the devil's daughter
Roll Mississippi, take me on down

[Verse 2]
He got word from a whiskey-tradin' Frenchman headin' out of town
He said, "A lot of good men have tried her, and a lot of good men went down"
That night in a fast game of five card stud at the end of a river three
A sore losin' loudmouth gamblin' man was blown off his cheatin' feet

[Chorus]
Roll Mississippi, drown my blues in your muddy water
Roll Mississippi, take me on down
Be held in the low ground, headin' down the river with the devil's daughter
Roll Mississippi, take me on down

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[Chorus]
Roll Mississippi, drown my blues in your muddy water
Roll Mississippi, take me on down
Held in the low ground, headin' down the river with the devil's daughter
Roll Mississippi, take me on down
Roll Mississippi, take me on down