Ghosts Of Mississippi

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