Well, this big shot agent booked me in Vegas to sing my Country song

When the pick'n was done and I came for my money the man and my money were gone

Now I'm sitt'n in a box car out in the stock yards smell'n like a Montana steer

Wish'n that I was home in Memphis, but you can't get there from here

Chorus: But if I ever get back to Memphis, if I ever get back to Memphis, I'm gonna kiss the ground that that town's sittin'n on

If I ever get back to Memphis, if you'll help me back to Memphis, I'm gonna spend my time forgett'n I was ever gone...

Well this lady named Sadie took me in in Frisco and made me feel at home

She said my husband ain't here, there's nothin' to fear, but he sure didn't stay gone long

He shot three times through the window blinds as I disappeared over the ridge

And that was me you seen on tv, streak'n cross the Frisco bridge

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