here's a dylan song i never knew existed. seems that in speaking of 'things have changed', Karl Erik Andersen (from expectingrain.com) noted that it "has the same feel and drive as 'Mississippi'" .....
Mississippi
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
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
I'll see you around
All my powers of expression
And thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice
Reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
The devil's in the alley,
the mule kickin' in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinking about
the things that she said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in your 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, 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
Only one thing I did wrong
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 free
I've got nothing but affection
for those who have sailed with me
Everybody's moving
if they ain't already there
Everybody's got to move somewhere
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 the clay
You can always come back,
but you can't come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long.
- Words and music by Bob Dylan
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