Meet me down at Mississippi Mondays
We've been hanging out there now for days
It's cold and it's wet, but you won't forget the people
Clinging to their own familiar ways
One by one they're all gonna come
One by one they're all gonna come
Don't look now
It's 'one too many' Jenny
Bringing upstairs another case of beer
She's nice as pie but she's far too high to work here
Though she's done it now since mid April last year
One by one they're all gonna come
One by one they're all gonna come
One by one they're all gonna come
And I feel giddy
Looking back at all the times we squandered
It might sound silly
But I'm glad that we're not getting any younger
One by one they're all gonna come
One by one they're all gonna come
Tell me once again why it don't matter
Cos I don't know you very well at all
Seems to be a difference of opinion
That escalates into a free for all
One by one they're all gonna come
One by one they're all gonna come
One by one they're all gonna come
