Catfish John lyrics

Mama said, `Don`t go near that river,
Don`t be hanging around old Catfish John.`
Come in the morning I`d always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.

Take me back to another morning, to a time so long ago,
When the sweet magnolia blossomed, cotton fields as white as snow.

Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river`s bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said, `Don`t go near that river,
Don`t be hanging around old Catfish John.`
Come in the morning I`d always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.

Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg, traded for a chestnut mare,
Lord her never spoke in anger though his load was hard to bear.

Mama said, `Don`t go near that river,
Come in the morning I`d always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
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