When I was I was running as my feet hit the ground I could talk I was humming an old railroad sound Things didn't get much when by the age of five They found me into Clarksdale trying to keep my friends alive
No time for there was no known cure Seems I was born and raised in the wrong floor And my loved ones gathered round see if the experiment had I was misplaced, out of privileged and worse
Oh, mama cry for me Tears to the Tears to be
Now I see twelve white horses walking in a line Moving east across the metal bridge on 49 And standing in the shadows of a out motel The King of Commerce Mississippi with his hound from hell, oh
A shiny riverboat taking income from the poor It's floating by the in an artificial pool There's a six mile tailback back on 304 A stranger at the crossroads believe I've his face before
Oh, cry for me Tears fill the Tears to be
Oh, I'm sad to be The going down and I really got to go now Sad to be The sun's down, I really got to go now
Yeah got to go now I I go I've got to got to move, yeah, ah
Sad to be going down, I really got to go now Sad to be The sun down, I really got to go now Yeah, got to go now, oh
Sad to be Sun's going down, I got to go now Sad to be The sun's down, I really got to go now
Yeah got to go now, yeah Oh, go now Yes I've got, go now