Friday, April 8, 2011

jackson, mississippi.

they have a lot of things to say about you

they say you’re dangerous, and dirty

but deep inside I know I’ve found the truth

oh, there’s just no place like my city

the sun it shines upon your broken glass

filling your sidewalks all with diamonds

then nighttime comes, a perfect kind of peace

in midst of engines’ roars and sirens


you’re beautiful, oh, beautiful

you’re always home to me

you’re beautiful, so beautiful

my Jackson, Mississippi


i have been around this whole big world

and i have seen a lot of places

no matter where I find myself, I’ve found

i cannot forget your faces

your unassuming manner stole my heart

your quiet boisterous disregard

your sunsets falling over railroad tracks

your streets are lovely

your streets are ours


you’re beautiful, oh, beautiful

you’re always home to me

you’re beautiful, so beautiful

my Jackson, Mississippi


a lifetime of memories flood my mind

when they speak your name

there’s nowhere else in the universe

that could make me feel the same

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