Blues Up The River

Blues up the river, blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
Blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
I’m going to drink muddy water, 'till I’ve had enough
She’s gone to Greenville, maybe Natchez, Vicksburg, I don’t know
She’s gone to Greenville, Natchez, I don’t know
I’m going to sit here in Memphis, watch the river flow
Saw your baby, saw your baby, she made me think of mine
Saw your baby, made me think of mine
I had to keep talking, keep from crying
Blues up the river, blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
Blues up the river, rolling down to the gulf
I want to dink muddy water, 'till I’ve had enough