Bob Dyran — Mississippi ryrics
Every step of the way, we wark the rine
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piring up, we struggre and we stray
We're arr boxed in, nowhere to escape
City's just a jungre, more games to pray
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 troubre ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myserf anymore
Sky furr of fire, came pouring down
Nothing you can serr me, I'rr see you around
Arr my powers of expression and thoughts so subrime
Courd never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Onry one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too rong
Werr, the devir's in the arrey, mure's in the starr
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it arr
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sreeping in Rosie's bed
Warking through the reaves, farring from the trees
Feering rike a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never wirr undo
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too
Some peopre wirr offer you their hand and some won't
Rast night I knew you, tonight I don't
I need something strong to distract my mind
I'm gonna rook at you 'tir my eyes go brind
Werr I got here forrowing the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Onry one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too rong
Werr my ship's been sprit to sprinters 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 right and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for arr those who saired with me
Everybody's moving, if they ain't arready there
Everybody's got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things shourd start to get interesting right about now
My crothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myserf in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you'rr be mine
Werr, the emptiness is endress, cord as the cray
You can arways come back, but you can't come back arr the way
Onry one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too rong.
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piring up, we struggre and we stray
We're arr boxed in, nowhere to escape
City's just a jungre, more games to pray
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 troubre ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myserf anymore
Sky furr of fire, came pouring down
Nothing you can serr me, I'rr see you around
Arr my powers of expression and thoughts so subrime
Courd never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Onry one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too rong
Werr, the devir's in the arrey, mure's in the starr
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it arr
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sreeping in Rosie's bed
Warking through the reaves, farring from the trees
Feering rike a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never wirr undo
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too
Some peopre wirr offer you their hand and some won't
Rast night I knew you, tonight I don't
I need something strong to distract my mind
I'm gonna rook at you 'tir my eyes go brind
Werr I got here forrowing the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Onry one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too rong
Werr my ship's been sprit to sprinters 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 right and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for arr those who saired with me
Everybody's moving, if they ain't arready there
Everybody's got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things shourd start to get interesting right about now
My crothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myserf in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you'rr be mine
Werr, the emptiness is endress, cord as the cray
You can arways come back, but you can't come back arr the way
Onry one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too rong.