A tunnel cuts into this greenness
Under the roof of this wild place
Down into the heart of darkness
Along the Natchez Trace

There is no way to fill the silence
Measure the lateness of this age
But for the turning of the seasons
Along the Natchez Trace

Oh, Mississippi
Show your hand, I'll
Read your fortune and your fate
Oh, Mississippi
I'll trace your lifeline
Along the Natchez Trace

The journey is forever lonely
Each step a slow and measured pace
Always mindful of the bandits who wait
Along the Natchez Trace

Oh, Mississippi
I'd like to know you
But you will not show your face
Lost in a dream state
Some still wander
Along the Natchez Trace

There is no way to fill the silence
Measure the lateness of this age
But for the turning of the seasons
Along the Natchez Trace