LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMemphis; The Blues (Feat. John Moreland)
Rain started fallin' on the roof that mornin'It was early summertimeWe fogged up the rear window of mySixty-Seven, three-hundred, in-lineMy lungs have been hurtin'And it's likely my liverHas taken a lickin', tooThem Beale Street boys are handyWith A clap on four and twoThe thrill is gone so slow and easyWon't you love me tender?The way you move's a drugand I am on a life-long benderSo rest them tired eyesand let your dress fall to the groundWe're the only ones leftWho love Otis in this townI need you like Memphis the bluesI need you like Memphis the bluesCracked up skiesTried on a couple livesTo find the one that fitCold wind comin' and the heat quit runnin'But you keep my candle litPictures on the wall say it allWith the kind-a-convictionMake a river burnYou got a skeleton key on a chain around your neckI got a chain around my heartChurch bells ringing in the air down the hillfrom the house where you were bornI said baby don't you think we aughtto live a little bit before Gabriel blows his hornI need you like Memphis the bluesI need you like Memphis the bluesI need you like Memphis the bluesI need you like Memphis the bluesI need you like Memphis the bluesI need you like Memphis the blues…
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