Always tell, baby, when your man going to put you down
Won't bring no money home and his face is full of frown
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
You'd better go back to Mississippi
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
Honey, where the weather ain't cold
I'm going to tell you one thing, baby, Honey that's sure
Can't stay up here wearing them doggone thin clothes
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
You'd better go back to Mississippi
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
Honey, where the weather ain't cold
Now, nickel's a nickel, a dime's a dime
A woman gets tired of wearing thin clothes up here all the time
And she'll go back to Mississippi, she'll go back to Mississippi
She'll go back to Mississippi, honey, where the weather ain't cold
"Oh, step on it"
Baby I'm gonna tell you the fact
Go on, you'd better take your money sack
And go back to Mississippi, and go back to Mississippi
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
Honey, where the weather ain't cold
Now look-a-here baby, I'm gonna advise you
Only one man up here will never do
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
You'd better go back to Mississippi
You'd better go back to Mississippi,
Honey, where the weather ain't cold
It takes a rocking chair to rock, a rubber ball to roll
A Mississippi strain now, to satisfy my soul
We'll go back to Mississippi, we'll go back to Mississippi
We'll go back to Mississippi, honey, where the weather ain't cold
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