Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Goin' 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
Ah, she runs so fast, you can't catch her from behind
But I'll be there waitin' 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
Sittin' here thinkin' I'm one dumbass so-and-so
Headed back, that Memphis train, she leaves real soon
The Memphis train sound like she leave real soon
Got nothin' to guide me except the color of the moon
Hangin' over Memphis
Headed down where the Mississippi runs
Boys, I'm headed home, back where the Mississippi runs
I hear there's some lovin' 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 gettin' on that train, man, I ain't even gonna call
Be there before the break of day
Goin’ Down To Memphis was written by Townes Van Zandt.
Goin’ Down To Memphis was produced by Philip Donnelly.