Song | Somewhere South Of Memphis |
Artist | Randy Houser |
Album | They Call Me Cadillac |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Blazy, Houser | |
Well, I need a sip of muddy water | |
From my daddy's wishin' well | |
Scattered his ashes on the delta | |
From here on | |
I'll be drinkin' by myself | |
Where pink | |
Cadillacs and blue suede shoes | |
Meet steel guitars and new grass blues | |
The music there, it ain't turned into business | |
Tonight I'll be somewhere south of | |
MemphisWhere the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
I'll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisWell, | |
I've seen my share of big ol' cities | |
But I couldn't wait to get back home | |
Well, they'll play you a, a front porch song for free | |
That reminds you that they ain't been free for long | |
Where them juke joints jump on a | |
Friday night | |
And you don't need a gun to settle no fight | |
And come Sunday mornin', hell, you'll be beggin' for forgiveness | |
That's just life somewhere south of | |
MemphisWhere the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
I'll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisYeah, where the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
Well, I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
Well, I'll live and die | |
I'll said | |
I'll, I'll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisThat's just life |
zuo qu : Blazy, Houser | |
Well, I need a sip of muddy water | |
From my daddy' s wishin' well | |
Scattered his ashes on the delta | |
From here on | |
I' ll be drinkin' by myself | |
Where pink | |
Cadillacs and blue suede shoes | |
Meet steel guitars and new grass blues | |
The music there, it ain' t turned into business | |
Tonight I' ll be somewhere south of | |
MemphisWhere the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
I' ll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisWell, | |
I' ve seen my share of big ol' cities | |
But I couldn' t wait to get back home | |
Well, they' ll play you a, a front porch song for free | |
That reminds you that they ain' t been free for long | |
Where them juke joints jump on a | |
Friday night | |
And you don' t need a gun to settle no fight | |
And come Sunday mornin', hell, you' ll be beggin' for forgiveness | |
That' s just life somewhere south of | |
MemphisWhere the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
I' ll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisYeah, where the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
Well, I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
Well, I' ll live and die | |
I' ll said | |
I' ll, I' ll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisThat' s just life |
zuò qǔ : Blazy, Houser | |
Well, I need a sip of muddy water | |
From my daddy' s wishin' well | |
Scattered his ashes on the delta | |
From here on | |
I' ll be drinkin' by myself | |
Where pink | |
Cadillacs and blue suede shoes | |
Meet steel guitars and new grass blues | |
The music there, it ain' t turned into business | |
Tonight I' ll be somewhere south of | |
MemphisWhere the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
I' ll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisWell, | |
I' ve seen my share of big ol' cities | |
But I couldn' t wait to get back home | |
Well, they' ll play you a, a front porch song for free | |
That reminds you that they ain' t been free for long | |
Where them juke joints jump on a | |
Friday night | |
And you don' t need a gun to settle no fight | |
And come Sunday mornin', hell, you' ll be beggin' for forgiveness | |
That' s just life somewhere south of | |
MemphisWhere the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
I' ll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisYeah, where the cotton grows from the | |
Mississippi mud | |
And the blues runs deep in your blood | |
Well, I love this land with | |
God as my witness | |
Well, I' ll live and die | |
I' ll said | |
I' ll, I' ll live and die somewhere south of | |
MemphisThat' s just life |