Second Thoughts in Memphis

Driving West through Jackson When the doubt it takes control On either side of the great divide There's no place left for you to go Lights flickered through the landscapes Like scenes of a picture show You think to yourself in a truckstop bar I've been here long ago You see her by the doorway And she whispers stay a while But singing the blues and paying dues Is all that you know now Deliver me from this wreckage Was I ever in control I heard the call in a basement once And I never made it home Signs and indications Led me here all alone As I face the open road I know there's nothing that I'm owed You walk with your friend the stranger To the corner liquor store He understands your heartache He's been through it all before You sit down on the guardrail Take a swig and begin to sway It sure is nice to lose yourself In Memphis on a rainy day