Berry Chuck Back To Memphis Lyrics

Back To Memphis Lyrics

I've been struggling up here, child, trying to make a living

 Everybody wants to take, nobody like giving

 I wish I was in Memphis back home there with my Mama

 The only clothes I got left that ain't rags is my pajamas

 No brotherly love, no help, no danger

 Just a great big town full of cold hearted strangers

 

 I went hungry in New York and Chicago was no better

 But today, my dear mother wrote and told me in her letter

 Son, come back to Memphis and live here with your Mama

 You can walk down Beale Street, honey, wearing your pajamas

 You know home folks here, we let do just what you want to

 And I born you and raised you right here on the corner

 

 I'm going to leave here in the morning and walk down to the station

 I've got just enough money to pay my transportation

 I'm going back to Memphis, back home with my Mama

 If I have to ride that bus barefooted in pajamas

 Back home in Memphis, no moaning and groaning

 I know everything will be all right in the morning