Lyrics: Bob Dylan
Music: Bob Dylan

Played by Ross James with Phil Lesh and the Terrapin Family Band in 2013.

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
Weíre all boxed in, nowhere to escape

Cityís just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, trying 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
Donít even have anything for myself any more
Sky full of fire, pain pouring down
Nothing you can sell me, Iíll 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

Well, the devilís in the alley, muleís in the stall
Say anything you want to, I have heard it all
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosieís 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 youíre sorry, Iím sorry too

Some people will offer you their hand and some wonít
Last night I knew you, tonight I donít
I need something strong to distract my mind
Iím 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

Well my shipís been split to splinters and itís sinking fast
Iím drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, itís light and itís free
Iíve got nothing but affection for all those whoíve sailed with me

Everybody moving if they ainít 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 youíll be mine

Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you canít come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long


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