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Poor old man came from MississippiNothin' on his mind but a cheap fifth of whiskeyPlayin' his guitar, got into the cityWorkin' on the streets just to make a livingWell he could sing those coffee house bluesMississippi John made it look so easyCigarette behind his earHis eye are lookin' mistyReally let go when the bottle's half emptySinging it loud, his voice is kinda grittyHe knows he's got nothin' to proveHe spends his time playin' in the cityWon't you lay your money downWatchful eyes for someone who will listenWon't you lay your money downEverybody said he'd be better off leavin'And he knew in his heartThat he better start believingBetter use the talentThat the good lord gave himTo get out of this placeHe don't need a good reasonSongtexteHe's giving heart and soul to youHe spends his time playin' in the cityWon't you lay your money downWatchful eyes for someone who will listenWon't you lay your money downLook downtown see the man on the cornerWorking so hard just get a dollarPeople walk my want to call him a beggarDon't want too muchHe's just taking what they offerWell he's playing each note for youWell he spends his time playin' in the cityWon't you lay your money downWatchful eyes for someone who will listenWon't you lay your money down Aus Songtexte Mania