Sunday, January 24, 2010

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 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, came 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
There's only 1 thing I did wrong
I 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 you said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in your 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 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 the river just to be where you are
There's only 1 thing that I did wrong
I stayed in Mississippi a day too long

Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's skinking fast
I'm drowning in the poison, got no future, go no past

But my heart's not weary, it's light and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for all those who sail with me


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


My clothes are wet, tight on my skin,
Not as tight as the corner 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 clay
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way
Well there's only 1 thing that I did wrong
I stayed in Mississippi a day too long.
-Bob Dylan

1 comment: