Hank Snow Music Makin` Mama From Memphis Lyrics

Music Makin` Mama From Memphis Lyrics

Listen to a story 'bout a gal I know

She's my music makin' mama I'm her hillbilly boy

She's sweeter than the music when she tickles the strings

Sweeter than the flowers down in new Orleans

She's my music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee



She'll play a little rhythm do the boogie up right

The Tennessee polka maybe blues in the night

Everybody travels from near and far

To hear her when she swings it on her old guitar

My music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee



You can hear her in the evening when the sun sinks low

A singin' and a pickin' on her old banjo

You gotta jive when the words roll out of her mouth

Everybody's callin' her the queen of the south

She's my piano playin' mama from Memphis Tennessee



You gotta start dancin' when she gets in the groove

Plays the big bass fiddle or she'll yodel the blues

She plays a down beat an off beat any old beat

A breakdown a hoedown and does it up neat

She's my bass pickin' baby from Memphis Tennessee



You can tell when my baby is a comin' to town

All the jive jumpin' jitterbugs they gather around

They keep yellin' to my honey now queenie let's go

My baby starts a pickin' and a pickin' down low

My music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee



She'll play a little rhythm do the boogie up right

The Tennessee polka maybe blues in the night

Everybody travels from near and far

To hear her when she swings it on her old guitar

She's my music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee