4 Mississippi

The weight of the world, sitting on her shoulders
She carried it all with her two hands
She feed the chickens and she,raised the babies
One Mississippi got it done, doing the best she can

To rack the band (rack the band) sweet baby
That sweet of the numbers will get you through the door
And don't you cry coz they will carry you
Coz there is one Mississippi,two Mississippi,three Mississippi, four

Whe times should have changed,and the woman gained her freedom
Working hard is all she wants to do
Coz three is watching and if she's gonna make it
It'll all depend on, Mississippi two

So rack the band (rack the band) sweet baby
That sweet of the numbers will get you through the door
And don't you cry coz they will carry you
Coz there is one Mississippi,two Mississippi,three Mississippi, four

I can't change, I've raised a little hair
And I have spent a lot of time with Lord
But if am strong,and I use what am given
Amma do some good will, raising number four

So rack a band, sweet baby
I'll hold your hand,through every agents door
And don't you cry coz they will carry you
Coz there is one Mississippi,two Mississippi,three Mississippi, four
Coz there is one Mississippi,two Mississippi,three Mississippi, four