"Jackson, Mississippi" lyrics

"Jackson, Mississippi"

And when the sunshine showed
Her face I felt like I was ready to die
Went looking for a place to hide
A hole I could crawl inside
Long lines
Whiskey bottles
And the same old song
I smell death in the air
And I know it won't be long

And I could say I'm trying to change
But that's just another lie
It's been a day and a half
And I'm still high

And I feel like Jackson, Mississippi
A river running
Like Jackson, Mississippi
A river running
Like Jackson, Mississippi
A river running threw my veins

And when the daylight disappeared
I took a good look inside
Behind my pride
I sat down and cried
I know I'm not a fool
But I don't know what's wrong
Maybe it's time to pack
And just move on

And I could say I'm trying to change
But that would just be a lie
I'm looking for someone to tell me why


Thanks to xerox_copied_human for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): R.j. Ritchie, James Trombly
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