Testo Set Me Free

Congregation gathered by the river Early morning, dawning of the day Reverend Jones reads his sermon In the distance you can hear the people pray Roll on mighty Mississippi, wash your waters to the sea Roll on mighty Mississippi, wash away our sins and set us free Lord above, as you look upon us Hallowed be Thy name, we testify Lord, you give and take, don't turn these souls away Lead us to that mansion in the sky Roll on mighty Mississippi ... Down in the delta at the crossroads The ghost of Robert Johnson roams the land Telling the news, preaching the blues Lending the devil a hand Roll on mighty Mississippi ... Mojo people gather by the river Eternal beating of the drum Mumbling a prayer, there's voodoo in the air The spirit of the motherland returns Roll on mighty Mississippi ...