| Every step of the way, we walk the line
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| Your days are numbered, so are mine
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| Time is piling up, we struggle and we stray
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| We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape
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| City’s just a jungle, more games to play
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| Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away
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| I was raised in the country, I been working in the town
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| I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
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| Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
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| Don’t even have anything for myself anymore
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| Sky full of fire, Pain pouring down
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| Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around
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| All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
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| Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
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| Only one thing I did wrong
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| Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
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| Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s in the stall
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| Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
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| I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
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| I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie’s bed
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| Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
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| Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
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| So many things that we never will undo
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| I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too
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| Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t
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| Last night I knew you, tonight I don’t
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| I need something strong to distract my mind
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| I’m gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind
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| Well I got here following the southern star
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| I crossed that river just to be where you are
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| Only one thing I did wrong
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| Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
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| Well my ship’s been split to splinters and it’s sinking fast
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| I’m drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
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| But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free
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| I’ve got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Everybody’s moving, if they ain’t already there
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| Everybody’s got to move somewhere
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| Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
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| Things should start to get interesting right about now
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| My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
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| Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
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| So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine
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| Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
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| You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way
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| Only one thing I did wrong
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| Stayed in Mississippi a day too long |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mississippi , by - Sheryl Crow. Song from the album The Globe Sessions, in the genre Иностранный рок