Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
Cassandra Wilson
I was locked inside a prison of my own design
Every wall was painted gray
Then the walls dissolved, the sky collapsed
I heard him whispering my name
With a voice so warm and tender
He reached out and helped me to remember
With the sweet complexion of a pharaoh
Dark as a delta night, I said
"Oh won't you carry me back to Memphis
Where we can dance along the Nile"
Dance along the Nile
Dance with me along the Nile
Water wash over me
Dance with me along the Nile
Water wash over me
Water wash over me
Now, history had been arranged
To hide us from our secret names
But God knows who we are
I'm content to watch him
Slowly come to meet me
On a river to my heart
Roll in slowly pour into my veins
Bring me water and wash away my pain
With the sweet complexion of a pharaoh
Dark like a delta night, I said
I want, I want to go back to Memphis
And we will dance along the Nile
And you'll remember me
How that water wash over me
Let's go back, let's go back to Memphis
And we will dance along the Nile
Smile, dance, ...
Memphis was written by Cassandra Wilson.
Memphis was produced by Craig Street.