My daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls, and then you love them And then you say goodbye I never dreamed that you would leave me But now you're gone I never dreamed that I would miss you Woman won't you come

They have a hunting season on the rabbit If you shoot him, boy, you go to jail But the season is always open on men Don't nobody need no bail Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I come from Down in Mississippi where I belong

Ooh, I'd miss you in a heartbeat Ooh, I'd miss you right away No need to worry, no need to turn away 'Cause it don't matter, anyway, baby 'Cause it ain't love, if it don't feel that way I believe that there's something deep inside That shouldn't be from

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It's been way too long Since I seen you, looked you in your eyes Riding 'round the town and staying out, don't wanna say goodbye Everything's so different now You're just what I'm missing now But I know that I can't have you back, I

It always, could always be better Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh You say it's good, I say it's great But it could be better You say it's good, but it could be better Everything in life could always be better Don't settle for less, 'cause then you miss out on more

Where'd you go? Oh memories! You were all I've ever known! How I miss yesterday! And how I'd let it fade away? Don't fade away. He was the congregation's vagrant, With an unrequited love. When your passion's exaltation,

I know I don't take you to heaven anymore It's nothing like before I can tell by the way you love me In the middle of a sleepless night Got a feeling and it just ain't right The feeling just grows in my mind Something's missing in the way we kiss Never

Get the vibe, it's gonna be lit tonight Feels how we do it (no lie) It's always how we do it (no lie) Feels how we do it It's gonna be lit tonight (no lie) Gyal we never miss, gyal we never miss (no lie) Don't be shy, take control of me Feel your eyes,

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Ahem excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but

I'm a Ramblin' Man You better move away You're standing too close to the flame Once I mess with your mind Your little heart won't be the same Don't mess around with a Ramblin' Man I've been down the Mississippi, down through New Orleans I've played in