Letra de Back to Memphis - Levon Helm

I've been struggling up here, honey, I'm trying to make a living
But everybody wants to take and nobody like giving
I wish I was back in Memphis, back home with my Mama
The only clothes I got left that ain't rags is my pajamas
Ain't no brotherly love and no help and no danger
Just a great big town full of cold hearted strangers

I went hungry in New York and Chicago was no better
But today, my dear mother wrote and told me in her letter
She said, "Get back home to Memphis, get back home to your Mama
You can walk down Beale Street, wearing your pajamas
You know folks down here they let you do just like you want to
And I born you and raised you right here on the corner"

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I'm going to leave here in the morning and walk down to the station
I've got just enough money to pay my transportation
I'm going back to Memphis, back home with my Mama
If I have to ride that bus barefooted in pajamas
Back home in Memphis, no moaning and groaning
I know everything will be all right in the morning

I was leaving in the morning going to the bus station
I've got just enough money to make my destination
I'm going back to Memphis, back home to my Mama
I'm gonna ride that bus barefoot in pajamas
Well I'm going back to Memphis, no moaning and groaning
I tell ya everything will be all right in the morning