I'm Going To Memphis

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    Bring a drink of water Leroy, bring a drink of water now, 
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    if I could get to the mercy man he'd give me some I know. 
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    I got a gal in Vicksburg Bertha is her name, 
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    Lord, I wish I was tied to Bertha instead of this ball and chain. 

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I'm going' to Memphis, mm mm, I'm going' to Memphis. 
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But like a bitter weed I'm a bad seed, 
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but when the levee's thru and I am, too, 
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let the honky tonk roll on, come morning' I'll be gone. 

I'm going' to Memphis. 

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    Well, I never been to Chicago, but it must be a mighty fine place 
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    I couldn't get past Tennessee with Mississippi all over my face. 

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I'm going' to Memphis, mm, I'm going' to Memphis. 
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Just like a bitter weed I'm a bad seed, 
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but when the levee's thru and I am, too, 
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let the honky tonk roll on, come morning' I'll be gone. 

I'm going' to Memphis. 

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    Well, I brought me a little water in a Mr Prince Albert can, 

    but the boss man caught me drinking' it, 
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    and I believe he broke my hand. Mm. 
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    Another boy is down the shovel burned him out, 
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    let me stand on his body to see what the shoutin's about. 

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I'm going' to Memphis, mm mm, I'm going' to Memphis, mm mm. 
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Like a bitter weed I'm a bad seed, 
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but when the levee's thru and I am, too, 
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let the honky tonk roll on, come morning' I'll be gone. 

I'm going' to Memphis, yeah, Memphis bound. 

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    I'm going' to Memphis, mm.