Townes Van Zandt — Going Down To Memphis

Going down to Memphis, maybe get my ashes hauled I can drive me a car, man, but I don't need no car at all I believe I'll ride that Memphis cannonball She runs so fast you can't catch her from behind She runs so fast you can't catch her from behind But I'll be there, waiting for that little Memphis girl of mine Why I left, guess I'll never know (no, no) Why I left, man, I guess I'll never know Sitting here, thinking I'm one dumbass so-and-so Headed back—that Memphis train, she leaves real soon The Memphis train sounds like she leaves real soon Got nothing to guide me except the color of the moon Hanging over Memphis Headed down where the Mississippi runs Boys, I'm headed home, back where the Mississippi runs I hear there's some loving there, try to get me some Headed down to Memphis, maybe get my ashes hauled Just don't know why I ever left at all I'm getting on that train, man, I ain't even gonna call Be there before the break of day