Mama said, “Don’t go near that river
Don’t be hangin’ around old Catfish John”
Come the morning, I’d always be there
Walkin’ in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
Take me back to another morning
To a time so long ago
When the sweet magnolias blossom
Cotton fields was white as snow
Catfish John was a river hobo
Lived and died by the river’s bend
Looking back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend
Mama said, “Don’t go near that river
Don’t be hangin’ around old Catfish John”
Come the morning, I’d always be there
Walkin’ in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
Mama said, “Don’t go near that rivеr
Don’t be hangin’ around old Catfish John”
Come the morning, I’d always bе there
Walkin’ in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg
Traded for a chestnut mare
Lord, he never spoke in anger
Though his load was hard to bear
Mama said, “Don’t go near that river
Don’t be hangin’ around old Catfish John”
Come the morning, I’d always be there
Walkin’ in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
Mama said, “Don’t go near that river
Don’t be hangin’ around old Catfish John”
Come the morning, I’d always be there
Walkin’ in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
Walkin’ in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn
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Jerry Garcia Band Lyrics – Catfish John