I can’t go back to Memphis
All the police know my name
I can’t go back to Memphis
All the police know my name
They know that I steal for ya, girl
They know I ain’t got no shame

I can’t go back to Memphis
All the preachers know me well
I can’t go back to Memphis
All the preachers know me well
I call you my salvation
They told me you was hell

I was a young boy down in Memphis
I owned that city
Then lost my soul to that lady
Can’t go back again
If you see my baby
Don’t you tip your hat
She’ll take you with those brown eyes, boy
She’ll take you just like that

I can’t go back to Memphis
I’ve just got to roam
I can’t go back to Memphis
I’ve just got to roam
She used to be my city
Now I ain’t got no home

I can’t go back to Memphis
All the police know my name
I can’t go back to Memphis
All the police know my name
They know that I steal for ya, baby
They know I ain’t got no shame

I can’t go back to Memphis
All the preachers know me well
I can’t go back to Memphis
All the preachers know me well
Baby, I called you my salvation
They told me you was hell

Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Da dum do da da
Da dum do da da
It used to be my city
But now I’ve just got to roam