A Question of Style © Christopher Jones 1979

There’s a boy down by the river
Catchin’ catfish in the shade
He’s too young to care about
The mistakes he has made
Hot dust arisin’
From the road along the shore
You got to eat the apple first
To find the core

The Mississippi River is wide
It takes its sweet time to decide
To roll on, or to stop here for a while
‘Cause some things have got to be
It’s gonna make it to the sea
The rest is just a question of style

Trucks up on the highway
Rollin’ across the plain
Full of destinations
Full of oil and sacks of grain

They roll across the bridge up above
Where the Mississippi flows
They think they’re leavin’ her behind
But the river knows, yes she does

The Mississippi River is wide
It takes its sweet time to decide
To roll on, or to stop here for a while

‘Cause some things have got to be
It’s gonna make it to the sea
The rest is just a question of style

My mama’s son and your daddy’s daughter
Are like Mississippi mud and Mississipi water, uh-huh

Now the boy’s sippin’ Coca-Cola
Waitin’ for the fish to bite
He’s not worried ‘bout the time
Cause he’s fishin’ right

The Mississippi River is wide
It takes its sweet time to decide
To roll on, or to stop here for a while

‘Cause some things have got to be
It’s gonna make it to the sea
The rest is just a question of style
The rest is just a question of style