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| SHERYL CROW | Mississippi |
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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 citys just a jungle
More games to play
Im 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
I aint got nothing for you
I had nothing before
Dont even have anything
For myself anymore
Skys full of fire
And the rain is pouring down
Theres nothing you can sell me
So Ill see you around
All my powers of expression
And thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice
Reason or rhyme
Theres only one thing that I did wrong
I stayed in Mississippi a day too long
The devils in the alley
The mule kickin in the stall
Say anything you wanna
Ive 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 youre sorry, well Im sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some wont
Last night I knew you, tonight I dont
I need something strong to distract my mind
Im 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
Theres only one thing that I did wrong
I stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well my ships been split to splinters
Is sinking fast
Im drowning in the poison
Got no future
Got no past
But my heart is not weary, its light and its free
Ive got nothing but affection for those whove sailed with me
Everybodys moving if they aint already there
Everybodys 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 youll be mine
The emptiness is endless
Cold as clay
You can always come back
But you cant come back all the way
Well theres 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
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