Bad moon crawling on a cold night sky My papa called me to his bedside "I need a favor. tonight you must fly. Past 139th where the sad widow cry.
Past the city where the street lights low A yellow light down a twisted road There's a man, he got somehing of mine Hurry, boy. I can feel the time.
Long ago I bought just a few drops Of that Mississippi Power, yes I did. I'm afraid that I paid just a little too much For that Mississippi Power And the hour has come and I'm afraid to die."
Packed my bag and I left right away Brought a shotgun and an old Chevrolet Down the old road, darker than sin I turned the motor off and a big man got in
Said, "Son, have you come in the cold night alone For that Mississippi Power? Such a long way home For that Mississippi Power."
Evil women, riches untold Diamonds and rubies, silver and gold Power to make a king bow low Can we make a deal?
Yeah Have mercy Oh
"Son, I want to tell you 'cause I wont you to know I made my mistakes but I love you so. I need a favor, tonight you must fly. Past 139th where the sad widow cry."
"Son, have you come in the cold night alone For that Mississippi Power? In the cold night alone, oh yeah For that Mississippi Power."
A yellow light down a twisted road Need some Mississippi Power But the hour has come and I'm afraid to die
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