Goin To Memphis

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         A 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