From the recording One For The Lads

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(David Bryan, Joe DiPietro)

Lyrics

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,
Hear the wail of a blues guitar,
Have a beer and drop a dime
In a 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
Tears you up but 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, Memphis shows me
How this life just has to be.

I couldn't even try to run away and say goodbye.
Here I was born, and here is where I'll die.
Just a man from Tennessee can't be what I can't be
All I know is Memphis lives in me.
Woh...

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, Memphis shows me
How this life just has to be

I couldn't even try to run away and say goodbye
Here I was born and here is where I'll die!
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!