Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mississippi, artist - Bob Dylan. Date of issue: 24.03.2014
Song language: English
Mississippi |
| Every step of the way, we walk the line |
| Your days are numbered, so are mine |
| Time is piling up, we struggle and we stray |
| We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape |
| City’s just a jungle, more games to play |
| Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away |
| I was raised in the country, I been working 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 pouring 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 wanna, I have heard it all |
| I was thinking 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 something 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 drowning 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 nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Everybody’s moving, if they ain’t already there |
| Everybody’s 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 waiting 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 |