Randy Houser - Somewhere south of memphis

Well, I need a sip of muddy ^Dwater ^GFrom my ^Cdaddy's wishin' ^Dwell

^GFrom here on I'll be ^Cdrinkin' by ^Dmyself Where ^Gpink Cadillacs and blue suede shoes Meet ^Dsteel guitars and new grass blues The ^Gmusic there, it ^Cain't turned into ^Abusiness ^GTonight I'll be ^Csomewhere south of ^DMemphis Where the ^Gcotton grows from the Mississippi mud And the ^Dblues runs deep in you blood I ^Glove this land with God as my ^Awitness I'll ^Clive ^Gand ^Ddie ^Gsomewhere south of ^DMemphis Well, I've seen my share of big ol' ^Dcities ^GBut I couldn't ^Cwait to get back ^Dhome

That ^Greminds you that they ^Cain't been free for ^Dlong Where them ^Gjuke joints jump on a Friday night And you don't ^Dneed a gun to settle no fight And come ^GSunday mornin', hell, you'll be^C beggin' for ^Aforgiveness ^GThat's just life ^Csomewhere south of ^DMemphis Where the ^Gcotton grows from the Mississippi mud And the ^Dblues runs deep in your blood I ^Glove this land with God as my ^Awitness I'll ^Clive ^Gand ^Ddie ^Gsomewhere south of ^DMemphis

Yeah, where the ^Gcotton grows from the Mississippi mud And the ^Dblues runs deep in your blood Well, I ^Glove this land with God as my ^Awitness Well, I'll ^Clive ^Gand d^Die C G DGD G D G C I'll said I'll, I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis That's just ^Dlife