There's a town that I call home. Where all the streets are paved with soul. Down on Beale there's a honky-tonk bar. So hear the wail of a blues guitar. Have a beer and drop a dime in the blind man's jar. The blues sing softly in the air like a Sunday morning. prayer. Just one more drink and you'll see God everywhere. Like a sad old melody that cheers you up it sets you. free. That's how Memphis lives in me. There comes a time when muddy waters run rough. There comes a point when a man has had enough. Like a friend that always stands by me. Memphis knows me. Never showed me. How did life just had to be. I couldn't even try to run away say goodbye. Here I was born and here is where I'll die. I'm just a man from Tennessee. I can't be what I can't be. All I know is Memphis lives in me. I said I'm just a man from Tennessee. Can't be what I can't be. All I know is Memphis lives. All I know is Memphis gives. All I know is Memphis lives in me