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Paroles: Townes Van Zandt. Goin' Down to Memphis.

Goin' down to Memphis and maybe get my ashes hauled
I can drive me a car man but I don't need no car at all
I believe I'll ride that Memphis cannon ball

She runs so fast you can't catch her from behind
Ah, she runs so fast and you can't catch her from behind
But I'll be there waitin' for that little Memphis girl of mine

Why I left guess I'll never know, no no
Why I left man, I guess I'll never know
Sittin' here thinkin' I'm one dumb-ass so and so

I headed back that Memphis train she leaves real soon
The Memphis train sound like she leaves real soon
Got nothin' to guide me 'cept the color of the moon hangin' over Memphis

Headed down where the Mississippi runs
Boys I'm headed home back where the Mississippi runs
I hear there's some lovin' there try to get me some

Headed down to Memphis maybe get my ashes hauled
Just don't know why I ever left at all
I'm gettin' on that train, man I ain't even gonna call
Be there 'fore the break of day

Townes Van Zandt