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by Eddie Edwards Draper
What a great marriage we've had We've traveled from Minnesota All the way to New Orleans Queen of my heart, my beautiful river You've cuddled me around every bend Your gentle ebb and flow Has laid me on your levees As we embraced along your banks. I hope our journey never ends As we roll out to sea My outstretched wake will follow you Queen of my heart, my river and me. You call me Mississippi, I call you Queen Hand in hand we travel Two tug boats in the night Remember those ol' paddle wheels? We made the current turn Beneath those wooden swirls. Every port we ever saw We never stopped We always flowed, my river and me. Our journey's almost over Someday we'll start anew Beginnings never end For my ol' River Queen and me. |
That's All That's Left To Do
Vicksburg is falling all around us The Yankees took the river We have no food, no supplies. This may be my last letter to you, my love, I don't know what tomorrow will bring, We are cold and hungry Some of the guys killed a horse tonight. I just could not eat "Ole Satin," Three slices of bacon was all I had. I miss your Southern smile and hugs. A bunch of us are breaking rank tomorrow, We are walking north. No shoes. That's all that's left to do. The cannon balls keep us awake. The tents leak. Such a relentless rain. Please hug our little Jessica. Daddy's coming home. This war is hell And writing this is tearing me apart. My Suzanna, I miss you and I love you, And that's all that's left to do. |
Eddie Draper is a native of the Mississippi Delta. He now lives and works in Nashville, Tennessee, where he is a songwriter and musician.