Song Length |
3:07 |
Genre |
Country - Americana, Country - Bluegrass |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Delighted, Welcoming |
Subject |
Pride, Mountains, Hills |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Mississippi Paradise
Theres a southern breeze, thru the pines
Listen close, to those, .. wind chimes
Lots of friends show up, for our Sunday Jam
That's our back yard, .... Paradise
With lots and lots of room, for the dogs to run
And an outside crib, for the little ones
We got lots to eat and drink, we can swim , in the pond
That's our, back, yard, Mississippi Paradise
Chorus We live so far out, no ones' behind us
A long gravel road, we eat some dust
It leads us right to, all, that matters
Loved ones, In our, Mississippi Paradise
The smell of honey suckle, and Grandma's apple pie
Ice cold beer, and lots of, chicken fry
Whip-o-wills at night , and unplugged guitars
That's our back yard, Mississippi Paradise
Break down Lightning bugs, frogs and crickets too
Close your eyes, and listen to the,
Those wind chimes
And the old tire swing, brings back memories
And visions of all, the good times we've had
Got new neighbors down the road , the place finally sold
They're country guitar pickers, ......I've been told
Chorus, 1st verse,
End. We live so far out, no ones behind us
On a long gravel road, we eat some dust
But it takes us to, our Mississippi Paradise