paroles de chanson Mississippi (Unreleased Version #3, "Time Out of Mind") - Bob Dylan

I'm standing in the shadows with an achin' heart
I'm looking at the world that's set apart
Minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days
I'm still lovin' you in a million ways
Well, devil's in the alley, there's a mule is kickin' in my stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard It all
I was raised in the country, I've been working in the town
I've been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Well, I ain'tot nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myself anymore
Sky is full of fire, rain is pouring down
There's nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around
Well, I got here following the southern star
I cross that river just to be where you are
There's only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, I been loving you too long, I know you ain't no good
It don't make a bitter difference to me, don't say why it should
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed
Well, I'm walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
I feel like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that 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, everybody's movin' God knows where
But I'm still here and you're still there
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, my ship's been split to splinters 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 light and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for those who have sailed with me
Winter goes into summer, summer goes into fall
I look into the mirror, don't see anything at all
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've 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 that I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long