Mississippi (written by Dylan) Dixie Chicks

Well my ship s been split to splinters and it s sinking fast I m drownin in the poison, got no future, got no past But my heart is not weary, it s light and it s free I ve got nothin but affection for all those who ve sailed with me My clothes are wet, tight on my skin Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in I know that fortune is waitin to be kind So give me your hand and say you ll be mine Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay You can always c