Never get back home Never get back home Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss Angelic poses that never miss, yeah Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah Shake the world to the ground Memphis
get back home Never get back home Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss Angelic poses that never miss, yeah Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah Shake the world to the ground Memphis
Memphis All the way from Memphis All the way from Memphis (all the way from Memphis) All the way from Memphis Thank you and goodnight
Jailhouse Rocker roots training down In Memphis Liverpool Johnny rocks out round Paul's place Seconds away as the rhythm comes down King faces King in
Well, those electric sheep to the valley they keep walkin On the radio waves selling tennis shoes and beer It induces sleep when that DJ starts his
a bum 'n I crawl like a snail All the way from memphis Well I got to oreoles y'know - it took a month And there was my guitar, electric junk. Some spade
Sent a telegram today Tomorrow you'll be on your way Could be Memphis or L.A. No questions just get out and play. Wake up call to catch the plane You
bum 'n I crawl like a snail All the way from memphis Well I got to oreoles y'know - it took a month And there was my guitar, electric junk Some spade
(PART 1 ON YOUR WAY) Nazareth Sent a telegram today Tomorrow you'll be on your way Could be Memphis or L.A. No questions just get out and play. Wake
Jailhouse Rocker roots training down in Memphis Well, Liverpool Johnny rocks out round Paul's place Seconds away as the rhythm comes down Well, King faces
Jailhouse rocker roots training down In memphis Liverpool johnny rocks out round paul's place Seconds away as the rhythm comes down King faces king in
bum and I crawl like a snail All the way from Memphis Well, I got to Oreoles you know it took a month And there was my guitar, electric junk Some spade
Well, those electric sheep to the valley they keep walkin' On the radio waves, selling tennis shoes and beer It induces sleep when that DJ starts his
and bound You don't know what you've been taking No sound, dragged around You came down...... I found myself on the cold streets of Memphis Seventeen
now I know Now I know Words and music by Bernie Hayes Produced and engineered by Joe Hardy in Memphis Mixed by Rob Taylor Vocal, backing vocals, acoustic, Rhodes and Wurlitzer electric
