Mississippi Lyrics - The Globe Sessions - Sheryl Crow

Every step of the way 

We walk the line 

Your days are numbered 

So are mine 

Time is piling up 

We struggle and we scrape 

All boxed in 

Nowhere to escape 

The city's just a jungle 

More games to play 

I'm trapped in the heart of it 

Trying to get away 

I was raised in the country 

Been working in the town 

I been in trouble since I 

Set my suitcase down 

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I ain't got nothing for you 

I had nothing before 

Don't even have anything 

For myself anymore 

Sky's full of fire 

And the rain is pouring down 

There's nothing you can sell me 

So I'll see you around 

All my powers of expression 

And thoughts so sublime 

Could never do you justice 

Reason or rhyme 

There's only one thing that I did wrong 

I stayed in Mississippi a day too long 

The devil's in the alley, the mule kickin' in the stall 

Say anything you wanna, I've heard it all 

I was thinking about the things that she said 

I was dreaming I was sleeping in you bed 

Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees 

Feel like a stranger nobody sees 

So many things we never will undo 

I know you're sorry, well 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 

There's only one thing that I did wrong 

I stayed in Mississippi a day too long 

Well my ship's been split to splinters; 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 those who've sailed with me 

Everybody's moving if they ain't already there 

Everybody's got to move somewhere 

Well stick with me baby 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 

The emptiness is endless, cold as clay 

You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way 

Well there's only one thing that I did wrong 

I stayed in Mississippi a day too long 

Yeah the only thing that I did wrong 

Was stayed in Mississippi a day too long 

The only thing that I did wrong 

Was stayed in Mississippi a day too long 

(Bob Dylan)