1-2-3 when The Sun Goes Down And The Tide Rolls Out and The People Gather 'round And They All Begin To Shout 'hey! Hey! Uncle Dud it's A Treat To Beat Your Feet On The Mississippi Mud it's A Treat To Beat Your Feet On The Mississippi Mud'
what A Dance Do They Do glory How I'm Tellin' You they Don't Need No Band they Keep Time By Clappin' Their Hands just Happy As A Cow Chewin' On A Cud it's A Treat To Beat Your Feet On The Mississippi Mud it's A Treat To Beat Your Feet On The Mississippi Mud