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He
came to Dallas for the holiday/ just long enough for a
short stay/ and underneath/ a Saturday sky/ he asked my
name/ and we walked and we talked through all downtown/
and he spoke to me in this southern sound/ you know I
still laugh/ when I look back on those days/ Chorus/ if
Mississippi don't miss me/ and Mississippi don't call/
and Mississippi don't write me/ anything at all/ then
Mississippi why'd you kiss me/ and why'd you try to make
me fall/ you know I/ might be all right/ well I'm doing
just fine tonight/ and Mississippi/ and Mississippi don't
miss me/ a few phone calls about how you been/ what'd
you been doing ever since/ our nights beneath that Texas
moon/ oh but you know that we both agreed/ that distance
man, it's an enemy/ with so many miles/ so many miles/
in between/ Chorus/ one day he'll be driving along/ and
he'll turn on his radio/ and hear a song come on/ about
a love he lost/ and he'll know how the story goes/ if
Mississippi don't/ if Mississippi don't/ if Mississippi
don't
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