Sometimes I get lonely,
And that's a hard thing to say
Till I wound up in the wrong side
Of Mississippi
A little more then the get away
Don't talk to yourself
Cause after a while you might find

Cause if it feels that flat lands
Might make you have to lose your mind
Feel the heat and the cold
Cut the air with a knife
Your just passing through winter
You never been there
Your whole life

So don't you know
We'll get through it baby

I just don't see how
You know it really no no faces of every little face in town

The sun is sinking down on the delta
Seven miles is the only sound that lights our way
I hope someone is there to care about me
I'm gonna tear this whole place down
And I'll be on my way

I'll be on my way
Yeah
All right

C'mon Mississippi yeah
Don't point your finger at me
Just put me on the straight and narrow
Just as far as my eyes can see

The sun is sinking down on the delta
Seven miles is the only sound that lights our way
I hope someone is there to care about me
I'm gonna tear this whole place down
And I'll be on my way

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Writer(s): Taylor Reuben Hicks, Wynn Allen Christian