Lyrics: Harry Connick, Jr.. To Love The Language.

I is just what I was
And can't be who I'd be

To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi

Ax' ya X what talks in tongues
Say, never mo' neither me

To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi, alright

Stayin' by my mama's in slippers and pajamas
Where there's always somethin' good to eat
Bettin' strawberries, honey and cherries
And pecan-pies, oh, so sweet

With a dew-rag on my brow
Jasmine, wisteria and Fleur-de-lis

To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi, alright
Yeah, c'mon

Stayin' by my mama's in slippers and pajamas
Where there's always somethin' good to eat
Bettin' strawberries, honey and cherries
And pecan-pies, oh, so sweet

If you won't work for a livin'
And live life leisurely
Pull up a screen pouch
Flop out in a rockin' chair

To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi, alright

[Incomprehensible] let's go