Keb Mo - Don't Leave Me Here Lyrics

How's the weather in the country. How's the weather down south
How's the weather in the delta, how's the food taste in your mouth.
Grits and greens. Candied yams and black eye peas.

If you goin' to Mississippi where that delta sky is sweet and clear
Ooo y'all I'm stuck here in Chicago - Pleeeease don't leave me

If you see ol Lou Della tell her hey for me.
Last time I saw her, it was in my dreams
She the sweetest thing under the sun.
When I think about some loving - she's still the one

Now If you goin' to Mississippi where that delta sky is sweet and clear,
Well you know I'm stuck here in Chicago - Pleease don't leave me

What they doing in Vicksberg and down in Aberdeen
They got more fine big legged women any one man's seen
What they doing in Jackson and little ol Ita Bena, Mo
I ain't been in Clarksdale since 1963

Cause If you going to Mississippi where the delta sky is sweet and clear
Y'all I'm stuck here in Chicago - Please don't leave me

Hot weather in the desert. Sure cold up here.
Baby run off and left me late last year
It was chuck cold in the crib Mo, Deep snow on the ground
Come home late last evening She done tore my playhouse down

If you going to Mississippi where the delta sky is sweet and clear
Ooo Y'all I'm stuck here in Chicago - Please don't leave me

Dont leave me
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