Sunrise Over Big Muddy-Marley's Ghost

You got yer Huckleberry Finn you got yer crocodile smile Gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial. You got old Luke the Drifter like a voice from beyond In a scene I recreate. Back in that room on a long afternoon And a kid of 6 or 8 I acquired a taste for that deep Southern sound While them sad old steels whined. And my mind rolls on like Big Muddy Back to that slow-moving time. Well I never got down to Looziann' till I was 29. When I fell in love with a Creole girl she stole this soul of mine. With her deep brown eyes and her beautiful breasts And her lips like rare French wine. And we drank our fill of the warm night air While the Cajun fiddles whined. And watched the sun rise over Big Muddy Once upon a wonderful time. No engineer can take me there - it's lost like a beautiful dream. But someday I'll be gone following a song Pretty Mama won't you come along with me For if you close yer eyes you can't help but harmonize - It's as easy as laughter and tears. On dit que Plus รงa change toules les choses restent al meme. That old river keeps a-rollin' while she's restin' in her bed And the music runs on like Big Muddy through my head In that lazy old three-quarter time.