| She wanted to wait 'till I got home
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| Hated to do it on the phone
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| I could hear her start to cry
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| So I said babe it’s alright
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| She said she hoped I understood
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| I just told her it’s all good
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| Lit a smoke blew out the flame
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| Stepped out in the Memphis Rain
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| There’s a little house she really loved
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| Just off highway 41
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| Not to far from where we live
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| A real good yard for raising kids
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| I never thought I’d feel alive
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| Working in a 9 to 5
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| You think of things you could have changed
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| Walking in the Memphis Rain
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| Yeah, there’s hardly anyone around
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| Now it’s really coming down
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| Down, down, down
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| That muddy rivers running high
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| I must be losing track of time
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| I can’t feel my legs at all
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| Walked halfway to Arkansas
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| I wonder how long it’d take to go
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| From here to the gulf of Mexico
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| A man could almost go insane
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| Out here in the Memphis Rain
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| Yeah, there’s hardly anyone around
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| Now it’s really coming down
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| Down, down, down
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| She said she hoped I understood
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| I just told her it’s all good
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| I lit a smoke blew out the flame
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| And disappeared in the Memphis rain |