Paroles de Catfish John

Mama said don't go near that river don't be hanging round ol' Catfish John Come the mornin' I'd always be there Walking in his footsteps in the sweet delta dawn Let me dream of another mornin' and the time so long ago When the sweet magnolias blossomed cottonfields were white as snow Catfish John was a river hobo living by the river bend Thinkin' back I still remember I was proud to be his friend Mama said don't go near that river... [ steel ] Born a slave in the town on Vicksburg traded for a chestnut mare Still he never spoke in anger though his load was hard to bear Mama said don't go near that river... So let me dream of another mornin' mhm mhm mhm mhm Cottonfields were white as snow mhm mhm mhm mhm