When I was I was running as my feet hit the ground Before I could I was humming an old railroad sound Things didn't get much better by the age of five They found me walking into Clarksdale trying to keep my alive
No time for celebration there was no known Seems I was and raised in the wrong killing floor And my loved ones gathered round see if the experiment had I was misplaced, out of time and worse
Oh, please cry for me Tears to the to be free
Now I see twelve white horses yeah walking in a east across the metal bridge on Highway 49 And standing in the shadows of a burnt out The King of Commerce waited with his hound from hell, oh
A noon riverboat taking income from the poor It's floating by the levee in an pool There's a six tailback back on junction 304 A stranger at the believe I've seen his face before
Oh, cry for me Tears the river to be free
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
really 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 down, I really got to go now Sad to be The going down, I really got to go now
Yeah got to go now, yeah Oh, go now Yes I've got, go now