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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chris Stapleton
Guitare
Mike Fleming
Basse
Mike Henderson
Harmonica
Richard Bailey
Banjo
Tammy Rogers
Violon folklorique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Stapleton
Paroles/Composition
Mike Henderson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The SteelDrivers
Production
Luke Wooten
Production
PJ French
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Late one night behind corn whiskey
I fell asleep with a guitar in my hand
I dreamed about the ghosts of Mississippi
And the blues came walkin' like a man
Without a word I passed that guitar over
He tuned it up like I'd never seen
A crooked smile was his expression
He closed his eyes and then began to sing
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
When I woke up I looked into the mirror
I saw no reflection for a while
But as my eyes came into focus
I recognized that crooked smile
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
Late one night behind corn whiskey
I fell asleep with a guitar in my hand
I dreamed about the ghosts of Mississippi
And the blues came walkin' like a man
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be
Where I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be
I already know one thing
Writer(s): Christopher Stapleton, Michael Henderson
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