Low down dealing in Memphis, a card game in a back room
I was looking hard at my last dollar
Hoping Lady Luck would come by soon
They raised the betting limit, the cards were flying fast
I bet away my future, I'd already lost my past
I can't go back to Memphis
I can't go back to Memphis (I played out every game)
Can't go back to Memphis
Can't go back to Memphis (Everybody knows my name)
Too many people wanna even out the score
And I can't go back to Memphis no more
I hung out on the east side, I heard my reputation was in doubt
It was starting to look like a bad ride
It looked like time for getting out
I sent the man a message, said I was gonna split
He sent a message back that said I don't let nobody quit
I can't go back to Memphis
I can't go back to Memphis (I played out every game)
Can't go back to Memphis
Can't go back to Memphis (Everybody knows my name)
Too many people wanna even out the score
And I can't go back to Memphis no more
I tried my best to beat the system but the system put me back in my place
They maintained a delicate balance
Where no one got in nobody's face
I tried to make a dollar just surviving in the streets
I fought the gangs, I fought the law but they both had me beat
I can't go back to Memphis
I can't go back to Memphis (I played out every game)
I can't go back to Memphis
Can't go back to Memphis (Everybody knows my name)
Too many people wanna even out the score
And I can't go back to Memphis no more
I can't go back to Memphis
I can't go back to Memphis
Get outta town
Can’t Go Back to Memphis was written by Randy Bachman.