Can't Go Back to Memphis

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the police know my name

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the police know my name

They know that I steal for ya, girl

They know I ain’t got no shame

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the preachers know me well

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the preachers know me well

I call you my salvation

They told me you was hell

I was a young boy down in Memphis

I owned that city

Then lost my soul to that lady

Can’t go back again

If you see my baby

Don’t you tip your hat

She’ll take you with those brown eyes, boy

She’ll take you just like that

I can’t go back to Memphis

I’ve just got to roam

I can’t go back to Memphis

I’ve just got to roam

She used to be my city

Now I ain’t got no home

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the police know my name

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the police know my name

They know that I steal for ya, baby

They know I ain’t got no shame

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the preachers know me well

I can’t go back to Memphis

All the preachers know me well

Baby, I called you my salvation

They told me you was hell

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Do do do do do do

Da dum do da da

Da dum do da da

It used to be my city

But now I’ve just got to roam