| Lyrics: | Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
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 |
