All the Way from Memphis

Forgot my six-string razor hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realized Well I rang the information my axe was cold They said she rides the train to oreoles Now it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail And the sun burns hot on the cold steel r

Good evening Memphis How are we doing Let's do it Forgot my six-string razor and I hit the sky Halfway to Memphis before I realised Hey, I rang the information, my axe was cold They said "she rides the train down to Oreole" Well it's a mighty lo

Forgot my six-string razor and hit the sky Half way to Memphis before I realized Well I phoned the information / my axe was cold They said she rides the train to Oreoles Now it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail And the sun beats down on the co