Willy DeVille - Muddy Waters Rose Out of the Mississippi Mud lyrics

Try stealing a guitar that's strung with barbed wire Ripping them strings like your fingers' on fire Stand there confessing in a mohair suit Like a steamroller comin' and they call it the blues. Now co*k both your barrels, holler I'm a man Be the greatest lover, Lord, with a pint in your hand Get white wall tires and a continental spare Chrome dual exhaust so that the world will appear. Now they say he was a conjure man They say he was made of flesh and blood Yeah, they say he was a conjure man Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud. Yeah yeah yeah You got pinky rings on your fingers full of 60 cent wings Tell 'em you're the greatest lover that the world has ever seen Go down at dawn to the Bayou of St. John Bow down to the seventh, Lord, the seventh son When you pa** the crossroads you'd better do it at a run 'Cause the devil got the level on everything you done. They say he was a conjure man They say he was made of flesh and blood Yes, he was a conjure man Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud. You need alligator shoes and a Rocket 88 An insatiable hunger, man, that just won't wait High roll your money just to pay your dues Like a bulldog in the corner and they call it the blues. They say he was a conjure man He was made of flesh and blood Yeah, they say he was a conjure man Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud. Lord, they say he was a conjure man He was made of flesh and blood Yes, he was a conjure man Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud. Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud Muddy Waters rose out of the Mississippi mud, yeah yeah …