662

662
(Tom Hambridge-Christone Ingram)
I come from a river town
Talk about nothing to do
Skeeters come out when the sun goes down
Gets awful sticky, too
The Mississippi delta
The birthplace of the blues
I was born right here in the 662

Lots a people get up early
Lots of people getting high
They got a church on every corner
If you′re searching for the bye and bye
There's a sound oozing from the ground
And it cuts right through
You can only find it
Down here in the 662

Solo

My daddy worked at Cooper Tire
My mama was raised in the hills
My brother moved off to Baltimore
And I′m left here paying these bills
The Mississippi delta
The birthplace of the blues
I was born smack dab in the 662
I'm still kicking these blues down in the 662