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Late one night behind corn whiskey* |
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I fell asleep with a guitar in my hand |
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I dreamed about the ghosts of |
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Mississippi |
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And the blues came walkin' in like a man |
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Without a word |
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I passed that guitar over |
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He tuned it up like |
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I'd never seen |
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A crooked smile was his expression |
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Then he closed his eyes and began to sing[Chorus:] |
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Oh Lord why have you forsaken me |
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Got me down in |
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Mississippi where |
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I don't want to be |
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Oh Lord why have you forsaken me |
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Got me down in |
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Mississippi where |
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I don't want to be[Repeat Chorus:] |
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When I woke up |
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I looked into the mirror |
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I saw no reflection for a while |
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But as my eyes came into focus |
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I recognized that crooked smile(repeat chorus) |
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Late one night behind corn whiskey |
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I fell asleep with a guitar in my hand |
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I dreamed about the ghosts of |
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Mississippi |
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And the blues came walkin' like a man(repeat chorus) |
