[ Featuring The Savage Radley ]
She's been sippin' on Mississippi muddy river water too long
And John David you better hear me
Go leave that Delta broad alone
All alone
It goes back to her granddaddy
He moved up from Camden, Tennessee
A sharecropper, but business savvy
And two hands was all he'd need to make blood money, blood money
Proud people, black dirt it taught 'em
What it means to be pushed around
They grew corn, soybeans, and cotton
But they'd put you into the ground for that blood money, blood money
And her daddy farmed with his brothers
Just like his daddy too
And like them they'd hate each other
Split it up tradition true for that blood money, blood money
And that Delta will tear your world apart
Cause I've seen it shatter far too many hearts
She's been sippin' on Mississippi muddy river water too long
And John David you better hear me
Go leave that Delta broad alone
All alone
When you look at her face you see acres of land
I'm telling you now so that you understand it means blood money, blood money
