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  1. Memphis

From the recording Hands of the Wicked

Lyrics

Well I wake up in the mornin' with my head in my hands
there's so much babe I need you to understand
about these streets I've walked down
and the railroads in my mind
if I can make it back to Memphis
I know we'll be fine

Down the drain of recollection
to the good OLD COUNTRY
in sophisticated bedroom talk
she left me
stumbling through those tombstones in my mind
but if we could make it back to Memphis
I know we'd be fine

My, My, My
Sure 'nuff baby
think I'll loose my mind
if we could make it back to Memphis baby
I swear we'd be fine

Through the pain of my redemption
to the dawn's uneasy light
nine years strong now
God's in this room tonight
I think I'll have a glass of my September Wine
If we can make it out of Memphis
I swear we'll be fine