When I was born I was running

As my feet hit the ground

Before I could walk I was humming

An old railroad sound

Things didn't get much better

When by the age of five

They found me walking into Clarksdale

Trying to keep my friends alive



No time for celebration

There was no known cure

Seems I was born and raised

In the wrong killing floor

And my loved ones gathered round see

If the experiment had worked

I was misplaced, out of time

Priveleged and worse



Oh, mama please

Don't cry for me

Tears to the river

Tears to be free



Now I see twelve white horses

Walking in a line

Moving east across the metal

Bridge on highway 49

And standing in the shadows

Of a burnt out motel

The king of Commerce Mississippi waited

With his hound from hell, oh



A shiny noon riverboat taking

Income from the poor

It's floating by the levee in

an artificial pool

There's a six mile tailback

Back on junction 304

A stranger at the crossroads

Believe I've seen his face before



Oh,

Don't cry for me

Tears fill the river

Tears to be free



Oh, I'm sad to be leaving

The sun is going down and I really got to go now

I'm sad to be leaving

The sun's going down and I really got to go now

Really got to go now

I gotta go

I've got to move

I've got to move, yeah, ah



I'm sad to be leaving

Sun's going down and I really got to go now

I'm sad to be leaving

The sun's going down and I really got to go now, oh hoo hoo hoo



I'm sad to be leaving

Sun's going down and I really got to go now

I'm sad to be leaving

The sun's going dow