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There's a town that I call home |
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Where all the streets are paved with soul |
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Down on Beale there's a honky-tonk bar |
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So hear the wail of a blues guitar |
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Have a beer and drop a dime in the blind man's jar |
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The blues sing softly in the air like a Sunday morning prayer |
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Just one more drink and you'll see God everywhere |
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Like a sad old melody that cheers you up, it sets you free |
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That's how Memphis lives in me |
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There comes a time when muddy waters run rough |
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There comes a point when a man has had enough |
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Like a friend that always stands by me |
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Memphis knows me |
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Never showed me |
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How did life just had to be |
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I couldn't even try to run away, say goodbye |
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Here I was born and here is where I'll die |
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I'm just a man from Tennessee |
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I can't be what I can't be |
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All I know is Memphis lives in me |
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I said I'm just a man from Tennessee |
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Can't be what I can't be |
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All I know is Memphis lives |
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All I know is Memphis gives |
