E A B E With just a sleeping bag and an old guitar, I left the band in New OrleansE A B E I did some time with the bottle, some with the river queensE A I never thought I would meet a girlF# A B who could turn my head aroundE A B E Till I met that Mississippi Lady in sleepy Gulfport town [Chorus]E A B E She was a Mississippi Lady, my lovin' Gulfport galE A B E She taught me how to love and she really loved me wellE A F#7 She took me up to heaven then she brought me downE A B E That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia Brown [Verse 2]E A B E Hot July in Gulfport and I was working in the barsE A B E And she was working on the street with the rest of the evening starsE A F# A B She said, "I never met a guy who could turn my head around"E A B E And that's really sayin' something for Sweet Cordelia Brown [Chorus]E A B E She was a Mississippi Lady, my lovin' Gulfport galE A B E She taught me how to love and she really loved me wellE A F#7 She took me up to heaven then she brought me downE A B E That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia Brown [Verse 3]E A B E Now I'm back in New York City playin' in a bandE A B E But my mind's on Mississippi, is it hard to understand?E A F# A B I never thought I would meet a girl who could bring me that far downE A B E Like the girl I met in Gulfport, Sweet Cordelia Brown [Chorus]E A B E She was a Mississippi Lady, my lovin' Gulfport galE A B E She taught me how to love and she really loved me wellE A F#7 She took me up to heaven then she brought me downE A B E That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia BrownE A B E That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia Brown
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