Fall Into Memphis

She calls me unfeeling, yah she calls me numb
Sometimes she calls me the price of sins
I twist and I turn, but I just never learn
I just twist inside out again
Baby wants a roadmap, baby wants a prophet
But sometimes I can never tell
Baby hears a song that was written by the King
So she writes me to say farewell

You act so fast but you think so slow
You laugh so loud but you laugh solo

I don’t wanna to be the record that you wanted
I don’t wanna be the guy that you left at home
I don’t wanna find myself lost down on Beale St.
I don’t wanna wake up at night unknown
I don’t wanna be your ’68 comeback special
I don’t wanna be that friend that you always call
I don’t wanna pass out by the steps at Graceland
And I don’t wanna be there when you fall

You fall into Memphis
You fall into Memphis
You fall into Memphis
You fall into Memphis

She calls me up sometimes
And she thanks me for listening
she hangs up real quick and calls back next week
And she says I seem distant
I tell her I’m happy
Yah I tell her a lie
But Elvis doesn’t care cause he’s no longer there
I’m sure he died back when we were five

You act so fast but you think so slow
You laugh so loud but you laugh solo

I don’t wanna to be the record that you wanted
I don’t wanna be the guy that you left at home
I don’t wanna find myself lost down on Beale St.
I don’t wanna wake up at night unknown
I don’t wanna be your ’68 comeback special
I don’t wanna be that friend that you always call
I don’t wanna pass out by the steps at Graceland
And I don’t wanna be there when you fall

You fall into Memphis
You fall into Memphis
You fall into Memphis
You fall into Memphis

Drums - Chris Crooker
Bass - Jackie Crosby
Rhythm Guitars - RB/David Hanners
Harmonica - Bob Nordquist
BGV's - Bob Nordquist/David Hanners