| I drove all the way from Storyville on a midnight Memphis run
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| From Bourbon Street to Beale Street straight up Highway 61
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| I was tuned in on radio maybe ten miles out of town
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| When I heard the rose of Memphis boys that’s when I left the ground
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| I can’t go back to Storyville way down there by the sea
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| Till I can say I got the rose of Memphis coming home with me
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| She wrapped her song around my heart just like the Kudzu vine
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| That keeps on growing after dark straight up some lonesome pine
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| I’ve got to find that woman now cause my life ain’t complete
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| Man there ain’t nobody out there got the rose of Memphis beat
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| I can’t go back to New Orleans that ol' crescent city town
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| Till I can say I got the rose of Memphis coming on the rounds
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| Rose of Memphis I love the rose of Memphis
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| Rose of Memphis I love the rose of Memphis
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| I love the rose of Memphis man she sings just like a bird
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| I swear she makes the sweetest sound I think I ever heard
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| She was born down by the river that ol' river’s in her soul
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| Man they can’t nobody touch her when the rose is on a roll
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| I can’t get go back to Louisiana by the Gulf of Mexico
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| Till I can say I’ve got the rose of Memphis coming home to show
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| Rose of Memphis I love the rose of Memphis
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| Rose of Memphis I love the rose of Memphis |