Words & Music:
Bob McDill & Allen Reynolds
Mama said don't go near that river,
Don't be hangin' round old Catfish John.
Come the mornin' I'd always be there,
G D G
Walkin' in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
Take me back to another home.
To a time so long ago,
When the sweet magnolias blossomed.
G D G
Cotton fields were white as snow.
Catfish John was a river hobo
Livin' back by the river's bend.
Lookin' back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend.
Born a slave in the town of Richmond,
Traded for a chestnut mare.
Though he never spoke in anger.
Oh, his soul was hard to bear.