The Mississippi river has always fascinated me. I grew up near the headwaters in Minnesota. As I stood on a ridge one morning watching the colors change and the sky turn bright blue the barge came into view, making its way south to New Orleans. Roll on Mississippi,by Charlie Pride captures the feeling best. “Roll on Mississippi, big river roll. You’re the childhood dream I grew up on. Roll on Mississippi, carry me home. Now I’ll admit, I’ve been away too long.
Roll on. Mississippi, roll on.”