Poor old man came from Mississippi Nothin'on his mind but a cheap fifth of whiskey Playin' his guitar, got into the city Workin' on the streets just to make a living
Well he could sing those coffee house blues
Mississippi John made it look so easy Cigarette behind his ear His eye are lookin' misty Really let go when the bottle's half empty Singing it loud, his voice is kinda gritty He knows he's got nothin' to prove
He spends his time playin' in the city Won't you lay your money down Watchful eyes for someone who will listen Won't you lay your money down
Everybody said he'd be better off leavin' And he knew in his heart That he better start believing Better use the talent That the good lord gave him To get out of this place He don't need a good reason
He's giving heart and soul to you
He spends his time playin' in the city Won't you lay your money down Watchful eyes for someone who will listen Won't you lay your money down
Look downtown see the man on the corner Working so hard just get a dollar People walk my want to call him a beggar Don't want too much He's just taking what they offer
Well he's playing each note for you
Well he spends his time playin' in the city Won't you lay your money down Watchful eyes for someone who will listen Won't you lay your money down