From the recording Cave Spring Sessions
Lyrics
Headed south of Memphis Down highway 61
Past the roadside Elvis
Where the devil’s deal was done Spirits here are restless
And the crossroad songs are sung
Cursed and blessed is a sinners’s death While saints go marching on
Listen close for the dying breath of Miss
Missippi’s ghost
High up on the bluff
Rich folks been looking down My brother’s blood cries out From shackles in the ground The mighty Miss still rolls on But Mary ain't so proud
Cursed and blessed is every death While the saints go marching on Don’t swear, she’s in your head it’s Miss
Missippi’s ghost
These mounds are all the Natchez left And their name on an old signpost Don’t lay your weary head to rest She never sleeps I’m told
Sunflower River
Rolls by cotton fields
Mister Charlie’s guitar
Moaning blues and moonshine stills The air smells of sweet cigar
She never sleeps I’m told
Sunflower River
Rolls by cotton fields
Mister Charlie’s guitar
Moaning blues and moonshine stills The air smells of sweet cigar
In the house granddaddy built
We don’t hide our crazy
But we still hide the truth
The past we painted hazy
But you can still smell the fruit
Cursed and blessed is a sinners death While the saints go marching on Listen close for the dying breath of Miss
Missippi’s ghost Missippi’s ghost Missippi’s ghost
Don’t lay your weary head to rest She never sleeps I’m told