lunes, 21 de febrero de 2011

Lyric Mississippi - Bob Dylan

Lyric Song Mississippi: Words and music by Bob Dylan
Every step of the waywe walk the line
Your days are numberedso are mine
Time is piling upwe struggle and we stray
We re all boxed innowhere to escape
City s just a junglemore games to play
Trapped in the heart of ittryin to get away
I was raised in the countryI been working in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for youI had nothing before
Don t even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of firePain pouring down
Nothing you can sell meI 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
Wellthe devil s in the alleymule s in the stall
Say anything you wannaI 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 leavesfalling from the trees
Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you re sorryI m sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won t
Last night I knew youtonight 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 poisongot no futuregot no past
But my heart is not wearyit s light and it s free
I ve got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me
Everybody s movingif they ain t already there
Everybody s got to move somewhere
Stick with me babystick with me anyhow
Things should start to get interesting right about now
My clothes are wettight 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
Wellthe emptiness is endlesscold as the clay
You can always come backbut you can t come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

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