Mississippi Mud Holler

In the shadows of the Delta Where the cotton fields were swayed Voices rose like midnight rivers Chasing blues away From the Duke Joyce humming Hearts beating in the night A rhythm born in struggle Under lanterns flickering light Oh, rhythm and blues You heal my weary soul Soulful cries in every groove Making broken spirits whole With a sway that pulls you under Emotions running deep In the smooth of every melody Our secrets we can keep From old town's golden echoes To the neo-soul's soft Firehorns wailing like a prayer Lifting us higher African roots entwining In the bass that thumps like thunder Electric strings and keyboards Tearing doubts asunder Oh, rhythm and blues You heal my weary soul Soulful cries in every groove Making broken spirits whole With a sway that pulls you under Emotions running deep In the smooth of every melody Our secrets we can keep Syncopated heartbeats In the intimate hush Romantic whispers linger In the melancholic rush From the forty smoky stages To the grooves we feel today This legacy of fire Lies the African amalgam In the American way Oh, rhythm and blues You heal my weary soul Soulful cries in every groove Making broken spirits whole With a sway that pulls you under Emotions running deep In the smooth of every melody Our secrets we can keep From old town's golden echoes To the neo-soul's soft From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east From the middle east