Well, I need a sip of muddy water

From my daddy's wishin' well

Scattered his ashes on the delta

From here on I'll be drinkin' by myself



Where pink Cadillacs and blue suede shoes

Meet steel guitars and new grass blues

The music there, it ain't turned into business

Tonight I'll be somewhere south of Memphis



Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud

And the blues runs deep in your blood

I love this land with God as my witness

I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis



Well, I've seen my share of big ol' cities

But I couldn't wait to get back home

Well, they'll play you a, a front porch song for free

That reminds you that they ain't been free for long



Where them juke joints jump on a Friday night

And you don't need a gun to settle no fight

And come Sunday mornin', hell, you'll be beggin' for forgiveness

That's just life somewhere south of Memphis



Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud

And the blues runs deep in your blood

I love this land with God as my witness

I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis



Yeah, where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud

And the blues runs deep in your blood

Well, I love this land with God as my witness

Well, I'll live and die

I'll said I'll, I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis

That's just life