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 dancing with a Tennessee dear
They had a fellow named Handy with a band you should hear
And while the folks gently swayed
All them boys began to play in real harmony
I never will forget that tune they call
Handy's Memphis Blues, oh yes, those blues
They've got a trumpet man leading the band
And folks, he sure blow some horn
And when the clarinet seconds to the trombones croon
It moans just like a sinner on Revival Day
That melancholy strain that ever haunting refrain
Is like a morning sorrow song
Here comes the very part that wraps a spell around my heart
It sets me wild to hear that loving tune again, those Memphis Blues
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 dancing with a Tennessee dear They had a fellow named Handy with a band you should hear And while the folks gently swayed All them boys began to play in real harmony I never will forget that tune they call Handy's Memphis Blues, oh yes, those blues They've got a trumpet man leading the band And folks, he sure blow some horn And when the clarinet seconds to the trombones croon It moans just like a sinner on Revival Day That melancholy strain that ever haunting refrain Is like a morning sorrow song Here comes the very part that wraps a spell around my heart It sets me wild to hear that loving tune again, those Memphis Blues Explain Request ×
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