Letra
Ver letra con acordes
N/C
Bring a drink of water Leroy bring a drink of water (no)
N/C
If I could get to mercy man he s give me some I know
N/C
I got a gal in Vicksburg Bertha is her name
M/C
Wish I s tied to Bertha instead of this ball and chain
N/C
I m goin to Memphis (that s right Lord) yeah (uh huh)
A due took all my money wouldn t let me see the cards
I owe the boss about a hundred years for sleepin in his backyard
I m goin to Memphis (yeah Memphis) yeah I m goin to Memphis (now)
Like a bitter weed I m a bad seed
But when that levee s thru and I am too
Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin I ll be gone
I m goin to Memphis yeah Memphis
I never been to Chicago but it must be a mighty fine place (that s right)
I couldn t get past Tennessee with Mississippi all over my face (uh huh)
I m goin to Memphis (that s right Lord Memphis)
/ / / /
Well the freezin ground at night is my own foldin bed
/ / /
Polk salad is my bread and meat and it will be till I m dead
Well I brought me a little water in a Mr Prince Albert can
But the bossman caught me drinkin it and I believe he broke my hand (hm hm)
They all call me crazy for sassin Mr Scott
My brother was killed for a deed I did but I disremember what (yeah)
Well another boy is down the shovel burned him out
Let me stand on his body to see what the shoutin s about
I m goin to Memphis yeah I m goin to Memphis hmm
Like a bitter weed I m a bad seed
But when the levee s thru and I am too
Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin I ll be gone
I m goin to Memphis yeah Memphis
Bring a drink of water Leroy bring a drink of water (no)
N/C
If I could get to mercy man he s give me some I know
N/C
I got a gal in Vicksburg Bertha is her name
M/C
Wish I s tied to Bertha instead of this ball and chain
N/C
I m goin to Memphis (that s right Lord) yeah (uh huh)
A due took all my money wouldn t let me see the cards
I owe the boss about a hundred years for sleepin in his backyard
I m goin to Memphis (yeah Memphis) yeah I m goin to Memphis (now)
Like a bitter weed I m a bad seed
But when that levee s thru and I am too
Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin I ll be gone
I m goin to Memphis yeah Memphis
I never been to Chicago but it must be a mighty fine place (that s right)
I couldn t get past Tennessee with Mississippi all over my face (uh huh)
I m goin to Memphis (that s right Lord Memphis)
/ / / /
Well the freezin ground at night is my own foldin bed
/ / /
Polk salad is my bread and meat and it will be till I m dead
Well I brought me a little water in a Mr Prince Albert can
But the bossman caught me drinkin it and I believe he broke my hand (hm hm)
They all call me crazy for sassin Mr Scott
My brother was killed for a deed I did but I disremember what (yeah)
Well another boy is down the shovel burned him out
Let me stand on his body to see what the shoutin s about
I m goin to Memphis yeah I m goin to Memphis hmm
Like a bitter weed I m a bad seed
But when the levee s thru and I am too
Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin I ll be gone
I m goin to Memphis yeah Memphis