Ray Wylie Hubbard, Pam Tillis - Mississippi John Hurt lyrics
[Ray Wylie Hubbard, Pam Tillis - Mississippi John Hurt lyrics]
Mississippi John Hurt
He's laid his burden down
Mississippi John Hurt
He's laid his burden down
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God, his
Bones in the cold, cold ground
Mississippi John Hurt
He heals me when he sings
Mississippi John Hurt, he heals me
When he sings
He thumped that Stella guitar like a
Wild bird flap her wings
Mississippi John Hurt
He sang about the candy man
Mississippi John Hurt
He sang about the candy man
His voice is sweet as bacon
Sizzle in the fryin' pan
Mississippi John Hurt has laid
His burden down
Mississippi John Hurt done laid
His burden down
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God
His bones in the cold, cold ground
Mississippi John Hurt's voice
Smooth as spinach moss
Mississippi John Hurt's voice
Smooth as spinach moss
Was a hard-workin' man
Was washed in the blood of the cross
Mississippi John Hurt has laid
His burden down
Mississippi John Hurt done laid
His burden down
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God
His bones in the cold, cold ground
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God
His bones in the cold, cold ground
He's laid his burden down
Mississippi John Hurt
He's laid his burden down
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God, his
Bones in the cold, cold ground
Mississippi John Hurt
He heals me when he sings
Mississippi John Hurt, he heals me
When he sings
He thumped that Stella guitar like a
Wild bird flap her wings
Mississippi John Hurt
He sang about the candy man
Mississippi John Hurt
He sang about the candy man
His voice is sweet as bacon
Sizzle in the fryin' pan
Mississippi John Hurt has laid
His burden down
Mississippi John Hurt done laid
His burden down
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God
His bones in the cold, cold ground
Mississippi John Hurt's voice
Smooth as spinach moss
Mississippi John Hurt's voice
Smooth as spinach moss
Was a hard-workin' man
Was washed in the blood of the cross
Mississippi John Hurt has laid
His burden down
Mississippi John Hurt done laid
His burden down
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God
His bones in the cold, cold ground
His livin' soul's with a lovin' God
His bones in the cold, cold ground