Mississippi

Album: Love And Theft (2001)
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  • Every step of the way we walk the line
    Your days are numbered, so are mine
    Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape
    We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape

    City's just a jungle, more games to play
    Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away
    I was raised in the country, I been workin' in the town
    I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down

    Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
    Don't even have anything for myself anymore
    Sky full of fire, pain pourin' down
    Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around

    All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
    Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
    Only one thing I did wrong
    Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

    Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stall
    Say anything you want to, I have heard it all
    I was thinkin' about the things that Rosie said
    I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed

    Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
    Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
    So many things that we never will undo
    I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too

    Some people will offer you their hand and some won't
    Last night I knew you, tonight I don't
    I need somethin' strong to distract my mind
    I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind

    Well, I got here following the southern star
    I crossed that river just to be where you are
    Only one thing I did wrong
    Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

    Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast
    I'm drownin' in the poison, got no future, got no past
    But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free
    I've got nothin' but affection for all those who've sailed with me

    Everybody movin' if they ain't already there
    Everybody got to move somewhere
    Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
    Things should start to get interesting right about now

    My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
    Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
    I know that fortune is waitin' to be kind
    So give me your hand and say you'll be mine

    Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
    You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way
    Only one thing I did wrong
    Stayed in Mississippi a day too long Writer/s: Robert Dylan
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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