Текст песни Down In Memphis - Booker T. Jones

Doin′ it in the heat
Learning how to walk the beat
Laying it down again
Taking it on the chin
Heading for the darkest club
Down on Beale Street
Playing that funky music
Drinking that funky gin
Gotta be a pistol
Gotta be a gun
Gotta be one strange phenomenon
Down in Memphis
Yeah, Memphis, Tennessee
Memphis Tennessee
Gotta see a new woman over in Klondike
Ten minutes in the Thunderbird
Running on the turnpike
I gotta pay union dues
Make me wanna sing the blues
I can't be a winner now
′Cause I'm born to lose
Down in Memphis
Yeah, Memphis, Tennessee
Memphis Tennessee
Down in Memphis (Memphis)
Yeah
Doing it, doing it
Gotta shine shoes
Down on Fourth and Walker
Out on Peggy's Patio
For some sweet talk
Spend your easy nights
Out in Mallory Heights
Living on Auction Road
With no streetlights
Tried to find love
Out in Dixie homes
Look at your TV
And you find Rufus and Bones
Matt D. Williams
Giving you D minors
The man won′t hear no plea
Man won′t play no key
Down in Memphis
Hmm, Memphis Tennessee
Memphis Tennessee
Down in Memphis (Memphis)
Yeah, Memphis, Tennessee
Down in Memphis, Memphis
Memphis, yeah
Memphis, Memphis, Memphis
Memphis Tennessee
Memphis Tennessee, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, Memphis, Tennessee