Flatlands stretch for miles around
Where the river splits on holy ground
Got my boots in the mud eyes on the sky
Watching cargo planes and dragonflies
Cotton fields turn to concrete grids
Every hidden thing that my daddy hid
Oh Delta dawn you pull me home
Through the marsh and the overgrown
Mississippi mud in my veins so deep
Where the herons stalk and the catfish leap
Yeah the Delta sun burns slow and wide
Nowhere left for a man to hide
Barges crawl on the coffee-brown water
Grandma's Bible and her shotgun daughter
Truck stop coffee neon sign
Two-step rhythm in the county line
I've been north where the money talks
But the levee breaks and the soul still walks
Oh Delta dawn you pull me home
Through the marsh and the overgrown
Mississippi mud in my veins so deep
Where the herons stalk and the catfish leap
Yeah the Delta sun burns slow and wide
Nowhere left for a man to hide
From Memphis down to Vicksburg wall
Every shanty town and abandoned mall
The ghost of Robert Johnson's string
Still hums low on the cypress swing
You can leave on a midnight train
But the Delta rain knows your real name
So let the river wind and the season turn
Every bridge I cross every bridge I burn
Delta red on the setting sky
One more verse before I die…
Yeah one more verse before I die