Lookah yonder!

big black [bad word]  
Yes, a big black [bad word]  [bad word] to the [bad word] to the Tupelo.

Yonder on the horizon, 
Yonder on the horizon.
Stopped at the mighty river,
Stopped at the mighty river,
And sucked the [bad word] thing dry, 

Tupelo-o!
Oh, Tupelo,
In a valley hides a town called Tupelo.

Distant [bad word] 
Distant [bad word] 
Rumble hungry like the Beast,
The Beast [bad word]  cometh down, 
The Beast [bad word]  cometh down, 
Wow-wo-wo,Tupelo bound.

Tupelo-o!
Oh, Tupelo 
The Beast [bad word]  Tupelo bound.

Why the hen won't lay no egg, can't get that [bad word] to crow,
The horse is spooked & crazy, oh God help Tupelo 
God help Tupelo,
God help Tupelo,
Oh God help Tupelo.

Ya can say these streets are rivers 
Ya can call these rivers streets 
Ya can tell yaself ya dreamin' buddy, but no [bad word] this deep, 
No!
No [bad word] this deep, no [bad word] this deep 
Women at their windows, ain crashing on the pane 
Writing in the frost Tupelos' shame, Tupelo's shame,
Tuprlo's shame,
God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo

Oh, go to sleep little children, the sandmans on his way ,
Go to sleep little children, he sandmans in his way ,
But the little children know,
But the little children know,
They listen to the beating of their blood, 
Listen to the beating of their blood ,
Listen to the beating of their blood, 
Listen to the beating of their blood!

The sandman's mud! 
The sandman's mud! 
The sandman's mud! 
The sandman's mud!

And the black [bad word] down,
The black [bad word] down,
Black [bad word] down,
Water, water everywhere, 
Water, water everywhere,
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim 
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim 
No fish can swim 
Until The King is born,
Until The King is born, 
Until The King is born...

Tupelo-o!
Oh, Tupelo
Until The King is born in Tupelo..

In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin 
Where the rain came down and leaked within, 
young mother frozen on a concrete floor, 
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw...

Tupelo-o!
Yeah! Yeah!
Hey, Tupelo!
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw

Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals, 
And a child is born on his brothers [bad word] Sunday morn the first-born dead,
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon red... 

Tupelo-o!
Yeah, O Tupelo
In a shoebox buried with a ribbon red...

Mama, rock you lil' one slow, 
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock you lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock you lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock your baby,
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Mama, rock you lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby,
Mama, rock you lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby,
Til the King is born in Tupelo,
Til the King is born in Tupelo,
Til the King is born in Tupelo,
Til the King is born in Tupelo!

Tupelo-o!
Yeah! Yeah!
And carry the burden of Tupelo,
Tupelo-o! 
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Tupelo, Tupelo, Tupelo, Tupelo...
Yeah! The King will walk on Tupelo!
Tupelo-o!
Yeah!
He carried the burden outta Tupelo! 
Tupelo-o!
Yeah, Tupelo
You will reap just what you sow!