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Bob Dylan - Mississippi (2001)

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      Bob Dylan-Mississippi (2001)

      From Nowhere – The Troggs (Album)

      Rolling Stone Magazine's 260/500

       

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      Every step of the way we walk the line
      Your days are numbered, so are mine
      Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape
      We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape
      City's just a jungle, more games to play
      Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away
      I was raised in the country, I been workin' 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 pourin' 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 want to, I have heard it all
      I was thinkin' 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 somethin' 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 drownin' 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 nothin' but affection for all those who've sailed with me
      Everybody movin' if they ain't already there
      Everybody 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 waitin' 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