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