The Steeldrivers – 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