If you miss me at the back of the bus
You can`t find me nowhere
Oh come on over to the front of the bus
Because I`ll be riding up there
I`ll be riding up there, I`ll be riding up there
Come on over to the front of the bus
Because I`ll be riding up there
If you miss me on the picket line
You can`t find me nowhere
Come on over to the city jail
Because I`ll be rooming over there
I`ll be rooming over there
I`ll be rooming over there oh
Come on over to the city jail
Because I`ll be rooming over there
If you miss me at the Mississippi river
You can`t find me nowhere
Come on over to the swimming pool
Because I`ll be swimming over there
I`ll be swimming over there, over there
I`ll be swimming right there
Come on over to the swimming pool
Because I`ll be swimming over there
If you miss me in the cotton fields
You can`t find me nowhere
Come on over to the boating booth
Because I`ll be a boating right there
I`ll be boating right there, right there
I`ll be boating right there
Well come on over to the boating booth
Because I`ll be boating right there
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