Bring a drink of water Leroy bring a drink of water (no)
If I could get to mercy man he`s give me some I know
I got a gal in Vickburg Bertha is her name
Wish I`s tied to Bertha instead of this ball and chain
I`m goin` to Memphis (that`s right Lord) yeah (uh huh)
But dues took all my money wouldn`t let me see the cards
I owen 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...