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Mama said don t go near that river.
Don t be hanging around old Catfish John.
But come 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
Still he never spoke in anger,
Though his load was hard to bear
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Catfish John was a river hobo
He lived and died on the river bend
Thinking back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend.
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Let me dream of another morning
and a time so long ago
When the sweet magnolias blossomed
and the cotton fields were white as snow
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