Ginseng Sullivan - Phish
About three miles from the Batelle yard
From the reverse curve on down
Not far south of the town depot
Sullivan's shack was found
Back on the higher ground

You could see him every day
Walking down the line
With his old brown sack across his back
And his long hair down behind
Speaking his worried mind

It's a long way from the delta
To the North Georgia hills
A tote sack full of ginseng
Won't pay no travelling bills

Now I'm too old to ride the rails
Or thumb the road alone
So I guess I'll never make it back to home
My muddy water Mississippi delta home

The winters here they get too cold
The damp it makes me ill
Dig no roots in the mountain side
With the ground froze hard and still
Stay at the foot of the hill
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But next summer things turn right
The companies will pay high
I'll make enough money to pay my bills
Bid these mountains goodbye
Then he said with a sigh

It's a long way from the delta
To the North Georgia hills
A tote sack full of ginseng
Won't pay no travelling bills

I'm too old to ride the rails
Or thumb the road alone
So I guess I'll never make it back to home

My muddy water Mississippi delta home

It's a long way to the delta
From the North Georgia hills
A tote sack full of ginseng
Won't pay no travelling bills

Now I'm too old to ride the rails
Or thumb the road alone
So I guess I'll never make it back to home

My muddy water Mississippi delta home

My muddy water Mississippi delta home