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I can't recall my mother, I don't remember dad |
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Mister and Mississippi was all I ever had |
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Oh, I was born to wander, I was born to roam |
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And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home |
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My cradle was the river, my school a river boat |
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My teacher was a gambler, the slickest one afloat |
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My teacher was a gambler, the slickest one afloat |
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He taught me not to gamble on a petticoat |
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Oh, I was born to wander, I was born to roam |
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And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home |
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Oh, darlin' how I love you, what more is there to say? |
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I love you like a barefoot girl loves the summer day |
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The way a wanderin' gypsy loves the changing sea |
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Just like the restless river loves old New Orleans |
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I love a tiny village, a quiet country town |
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A house, a little garden with kiddies runnin' 'round |
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You'd be a faithful husband, I'd be a trusty friend |
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Until I heard that steamboat comin' 'round the bend |
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Oh, I was born to wander, I was born to roam |
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And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home |
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Oh, I was born to wander, I was born to roam |
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And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home |
