Downstream

Well me and Mark Twain, were having us a ball

Telling eachother lies, floating down from Hannibal

With a bottle and a worm and a cane pole

We were fishing for secrets where the catfish crawl



And the Mississippi River's flowing

Downstream

Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere

Downstream

Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere

Downstream

Gonna meet you in the water somewhere

Downstream



Well, we picked up Harry Truman floating down from Independence

We said "What about the war?", he said "Good riddance"

We said "What about the Bomb, are you sorry that you did it?"

He said "Pass me that bottle, and mind your own business"



And the Mississippi River's flowing

Downstream

Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere

Downstream

Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere

Downstream

Gonna meet you in the water somewhere

Downstream



Well, we were rounding St. Louis, and heading for the coast

When we picked up Chuck Berry in a little rowboat

With one oar in the water and one in the air

And a lightning rod for a white guitar



And lightning struck once, and lightning struck twice

And I said "If there's a God, He sure ain't nice"

Chuck said "God is an Indian giver,

I don't trust nothing but the Mississippi River"



And the Mississippi River's flowing

Downstream

Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere

Downstream

Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere

Downstream

Gonna meet you in the water somewhere

Downstream