Mississippi Dawn

Saltyjohn

No peace in a southern jail cell except when you’re sleeping, but then you have to wake up. My lyrics, performed by Amigos Imaginarios.

Mississippi Dawn

I see a crimson sun rise through the morning mist
Drifting over rice fields on the day when we first kissed
I hold you in my arms again this Mississippi dawn

The jailer’s baton on the bars breaks my sweet recall
Yells at us to move ourselves, we’ve got some dirt to haul
The bitter-sweet arrival of a Mississippi dawn

Digging in the levee from can’t see to can’t see
Doin’ three to thirty in the penitentiary
It makes me wish I’d never seen a Mississippi dawn

Running through corn fields with a posse after me
Then I find a box car and I ride it ‘till I’m free
But then I wake and find it’s just a Mississippi dawn