Mississippi Blood

She’s got Mississippi Blood runnin’ through her veins Her mama was a looker from New Orleans Daddy worked hard with a gun in his boot Blow you away click bang boom boom Good ol’ dude said she broke his heart Threw it on the ground, stomped it hard But I wanna tell you a little song I know Before they be carvin’ my name in stone Oh oh She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell Oh oh She’s my rock-n’-roll queen,sweet southern belle Oh oh She’s a lipstick stain on a burned cigarette Oh oh Like an old blues song stuck in my head Mississippi mud and I’m sinking in Cut off jeans, tied t-shirt Drinkin’ from the bottle, rollin’ in the dirt Foot on the gas, El Camino “Ridin’ With the King” on the radio Oh oh She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell Oh oh She’s my rock-n’-roll queen, sweet southern belle Oh oh She’s a lipstick stain on a burned cigarette Oh oh Like an old blues song stuck in my head Mississippi mud and I’m sinking in She reads from the good book just to be bad Lyin’ in the hay, she likes to move fast An old blues song stuck in my head Work all day and go out again Oh oh She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell Oh oh She’s my rock-n’-roll queen, sweet southern belle Oh oh She’s a lipstick stain on a burned cigarette Oh oh Like an old blues song stuck in my head Mississippi mud and I’m sinking in --- Mississippi Blood - Lynyrd Skynyrd