Mississippi Lyrics - Love And Theft - 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 

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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 till 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 

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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 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