Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Walking into Clarksdale, artist - Robert Plant.
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Song language: English
Walking into Clarksdale |
When I was born I was running |
As my feet hit the ground |
Before I could talk I was humming |
An old railroad sound |
Things didn’t get much better |
When by the age of five |
They found me walking into Clarksdale |
Trying to keep my friends alive |
No time for celebration |
Now there’s no known cure |
Seeing I was born and raised |
On the wrong killing floor |
And my loved ones gathered round |
To see the experiment at work |
I was misplaced out of time |
Never rich — never worse |
Oh momma, please don’t cry for me Tears to the river — tears to be free |
And I see twelve white horses walking in line |
Moving east across the metal bridge |
On highway forty-nine |
And standing in the shadows of a burnt out motel |
The King of Commerce Mississippia waited with his hound from hell |
A shiny neon riverboat taking income from the poor |
It’s floating by the levee in an artifical pool |
There’s a six-mile tailback back out of junction 304 |
A stranger at the crossroads |
I believe I’d seen his face before |
Oh, don’t cry for me Tears fill the river — tears to be free |
I’m sad to be leaving |
The sun’s gone down and I’ve really got to go now |
Sad to be leaving |
The sun’s gone down — I’ve really got to go now |
Yeah, really got to go now |
I’ve got to go — I’ve got to move |
Sad to be leaving |
Sun’s gone down — I’ve really got to go now |
Sad to be leaving |
The sun’s gone down and I’ve really got to go now |
Yeah, really got to go now |