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| Eb | | Wh | ere you can hear a country song song from far |
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| Bb | | and someone plays the honky-tonk guit | ar |
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| Eb | | Where all the lights will go out one by o | ne |
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| F | | the people join the s | un |
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| F7 | Bb | | and the w | ind takes it aw | ay |
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| Eb | | Where the Mi | ssissippi falls down to the sea |
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| Bb | | and lovers found the place they’d like to b | e |
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| F | | how many times before the song was end | ing |
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| Bb | | love and underst | anding |
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| Eb | Bb | Eb | | Mi | ....iii...ssiss | ippi, I’ll remember yo | u |
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whenever I should go away |
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| Bb | | I | ’ll be longing for the day |
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| F | Bb | Ab | Gm | F | | that | I will be returning ag | ain ... | .. | .. | |
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| Eb | Bb | Eb | | Mi | ....iii...ssiss | ippi, you’ll be on my m | ind |
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| Ab | Eb | | .. | ..everytime I hear this so | ng |
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| Bb | | Mississippi roll a | long |
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| Eb | | N | ow the country song for ever lost its soul |
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| Bb | | when the guitar player turned to rock & r | oll |
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| Eb | | and everytime when the summernights are fa | lling |
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| F | F7 | Bb | | I will always b | e calling d | reams of yester | day |
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