River boat song

There is a saying in the ‘mouth’ of long ago
Where the ‘Missippi’ and the ‘ Missouri’ flow
About a woman who was know to one and all
She was the grand lady from the town of ‘Montreal’

Skippin to the music played for the band
She is all right swining and singing hand in hand
Grace land new her as the grand madam
Momma just called her my daddy’s 'si’am'

Sunshine on the river broad giving birth
Catfish singing for all their worth
Got me an old cane pole slappin time
Madam’s makin money playing just fine

We’re rolling down the river singing summer time
Whiskey is flowing just like madam’s mind
She’s a whistling she’s a kissing every five and dime
Sweet Southern Bell having a grand old dine

From St Louis dnown to New Orleans
She taught the lady’s all those dirty things
Glass of Ken tuck best smile on her lips a slit up her dress
She got um eat out her hand
Plans on marri’n a southern Gentleman

Music a playin in the wind most is high on life and gin
Taste of ‘Ten ace’ don’t know what she’d done to win
Momma’s a cry’n don’t go there, madam’s dancing in her underwear
All a younin can do is gualk and stare

From the glaciers of ‘Minnesota’ to the Gulf of Mexico
She a scream’m daemon with a heart of gold
She gaves up her body for what ever the cost
Somewhere on the last trip she her mind lost

Story is still told of the madam who sunk the ship
All she did was give the ‘captin’ a swivel of her hip
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