Lyrics
Kids:
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout
The Chipmunks:
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud
It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi Mud
Kids:
What a dance do they do!
Lordy, how I'm tellin' you
The Chipmunks:
They don't need no band
They keep time by clappin' their hand
Kids:
Just as happy as a cow chewin' on a cud
When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi Mud
The Chipmunks:
Lordy, how they play it!
Goodness, how they sway it!
Kids:
Uncle Joe, Uncle Jim
How they pound the mire with vigor and vim!
The Chipmunks:
Joy! that music thrills me!
Boy! it nearly kills me!
Kids:
What a show when they go!
Say! they beat it up either fast or slow
The Chipmunks & Kids:
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out
Kids:
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout
The Chipmunks:
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud
It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi Mud
Kids:
What a dance do they do!
Lordy, how I'm tellin' you
The Chipmunks:
They don't need no band
They keep time by clappin' their hand
Kids:
Just as happy as a cow chewin' on a cud
When the people beat their feet
The Chipmunks:
When the people beat their feet
The Chipmunks & Kids:
When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi Mud
Mississippi Mud