| When you’ve done all you need to do
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| And you’ve had more trouble than you can use
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| And you’ve painted every road that you can find
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| When you’ve seen the sun set coast to coast
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| And the rise and the fall and the highs and the lows
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| And you’re at the point where you know you’re wasting time
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| Baby, think about this when you need a little tenderness
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| Come on back to Memphis
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| Come on back to Memphis
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| When you arrived in California
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| Don’t say that I didn’t warn you
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| How you might be treated while you’re there
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| When you walk the streets of New York
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| And it hurt your feet and you knocked on doors
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| And you realized that sometimes no one cares
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| There’s no reason to regret if you feel that emptiness
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| Just come on back to Memphis
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| Come on back to Memphis
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| Your memory runs deep as these waters
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| Under a bridge where we drink
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| And all of the times that we borrow
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| They’re still here, you and me
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| When you’ve held on all you can hold
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| And you can’t tell what you’ve been told
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| And every step you take seems out of place
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| If you need somewhere to rest |
| You’re just looking for a little more of less
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| Come on back to Memphis
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| Come on back to Memphis |