The Mississippi

My mind's racing again
There's a spin in my head
Everything I feel
Is gonna drown on blackhawk avenue

I'm sippin whiskey
On the Mississippi
Having me one fifth of a time

I'm drowning in the bottle
Each swig is harder to swallow
I'm mumbling my prayers to the moon
I'll be sober soon

We packed all that we had
Snuffed my last cigarette in a coffee can
I'll never be back
To that backwater cul-de-sac

Pour me more bourbon
My wounds need more nursin'
I swear that this isn't my life

I'm drained and unanchored
My sweetheart's been wavering
She asked would leaving be a crime?
I said darlin we all serve our time

Pour me more bourbon
My wounds need more nursin'
I swear that this isn't my life

I'm drained and unanchored
My sweetheart's been wavering
She asked would leaving be a crime?
I said "darlin' we all serve our time
Let me pour you a little more wine"



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Jacobson
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