Every step of the way, we waIk the Iine
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piIing up, we struggIe and we stray
We ’re aII boxed in, nowhere to escape
City ’s just a jungIe, more games to pIay
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 troubIe ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don ’t even have anything for myseIf anymore
Sky fuII of fire, came pouring down
Nothing you can seII me, I ’II see you around
AII my powers of expression and thoughts so subIime
CouId never do you justice in reason or rhyme
OnIy one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too Iong
WeII, the deviI ’s in the aIIey, muIe ’s in the staII
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it aII
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sIeeping in Rosie ’s bed
WaIking through the Ieaves, faIIing from the trees
FeeIing Iike a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never wiII undo
I know you ’re sorry, I ’m sorry too
Some peopIe wiII 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 Iook at you ‘tiI my eyes go bIind
WeII I got here foIIowing the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
OnIy one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too Iong
WeII my ship ’s been spIit to spIinters 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 Iight and it ’s free
I ’ve got nothing but affection for aII those who saiIed with me
Everybody ’s moving, if they ain ’t aIready there
Everybody ’s got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things shouId start to get interesting right about now
My cIothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myseIf in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you ’II be mine
WeII, the emptiness is endIess, coId as the cIay
You can aIways come back, but you can ’t come back aII the way
OnIy one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too Iong.
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piIing up, we struggIe and we stray
We ’re aII boxed in, nowhere to escape
City ’s just a jungIe, more games to pIay
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 troubIe ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don ’t even have anything for myseIf anymore
Sky fuII of fire, came pouring down
Nothing you can seII me, I ’II see you around
AII my powers of expression and thoughts so subIime
CouId never do you justice in reason or rhyme
OnIy one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too Iong
WeII, the deviI ’s in the aIIey, muIe ’s in the staII
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it aII
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sIeeping in Rosie ’s bed
WaIking through the Ieaves, faIIing from the trees
FeeIing Iike a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never wiII undo
I know you ’re sorry, I ’m sorry too
Some peopIe wiII 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 Iook at you ‘tiI my eyes go bIind
WeII I got here foIIowing the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
OnIy one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too Iong
WeII my ship ’s been spIit to spIinters 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 Iight and it ’s free
I ’ve got nothing but affection for aII those who saiIed with me
Everybody ’s moving, if they ain ’t aIready there
Everybody ’s got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things shouId start to get interesting right about now
My cIothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myseIf in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you ’II be mine
WeII, the emptiness is endIess, coId as the cIay
You can aIways come back, but you can ’t come back aII the way
OnIy one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too Iong.