The Memphis Blues (Remastered 2001)

Folks I've just been down, down to Memphis town

That's where the people smile

Smile on you all the while

Hospitality, they were good to me

I couldn't spend a dime and had the grandest time

I went out a-dancin' with a Tennessee dear

They had a feller there named Handy

With a band you should hear

And while the dancers gently swayed

All the band boys played real harmony

I never will forget the tune that Handy called the Memphis blues

They got a fiddler there that always slickens his hair

And folks, he sure does pull some bow

And when the big bassoon seconds to the trombone's tune

It moans just like a sinner on revival day

Hear me, people, hear me, people, hear me, I pray

I'm gonna take a million lessons till I learn how to play

Because I seem to hear it yet, simply can't forget that blues refrain

There's nothing like the Handy band

That played the Memphis blues so grand

That melancholy strain, that ever haunting refrain

Is like a mournin' sorrow song

Here comes the very part

That wraps a spell around my heart

I can't forget the tune that Handy called the Memphis blues

I can't forget the tune that Handy called the Memphis blues