LUCINDA (Dave Malone) Intro: A D A Asus A D E A (repeat) A D E A Carry me back to that Mississippi mud where Lucinda and me were born A D E A Sand bar jungle where the growbacks sang, the willows danced alone A D E A A D E A A D E A We hop the Southern Pacific for the 5 minute ride all the way to Johnson Lake A D E A Hidin' in the ruins of an old sugar mill to keep out of the rain A D E A Lucinda, what am I gonna do D E D E A I'm longin' for the country and missin' you too D E The river's callin', I hear it callin', D I think I'll come on home A D E A A D E A A D E A I'm gonna stick my feet clean up to my knees in that cool wet delta land A D E A Gonna see Lucinda comin' to me, I know she understands D A How a man can feel about a piece of mud D A He can part with a friend just like he's losin' blood D A She'd come here and get me if she could D A E Carry me home again [jam on E] A D E A Lucinda, what am I gonna do D E D E A Longin' for the country and missin' you too D E The river's callin', I hear it callin', D I think I'll come on home A D E A A D E A A I'm gonna run along the riverbed yellin' at the birds, D E A they'll scatter in the wind A Gonna lie wth Lucinda in the tall green grass, D E A I'll never leave again A D E A Lucinda, what am I gonna do D E D E A Longin' for the country and missin' you too D E The river's callin', I hear it callin', D I think I'll come on home A D E A A D E A (repeat to end) transcribed by Alan Sigman (alansigman@earthlink.net) please email me with any corrections or different interpretations.