[Verse 1]
Mercy, Lord, they like their drink in Memphis
It must be they can’t keep their water clean
Ain’t ashamed, it ain’t that bad
Sippin’ from a paper bag
Dream of Dianne Young down on Beale Street
Make no mistake, those hands are tough as leather
Hidin’ under all those golden rings
They how spin round
And take out all over town
it ain’t worth it, heed my warning
[Chorus]
they callin’, hootin’, hollerin’ leave alone
They’re all of plantin’ roots roll
They’ll God, he’ll tame his in they’re all same
Don’t from Memphis, know
[Verse 2]
You’ll think that you’re a match that’s in heaven
finally found your die
They may their mama King
they’re live they sing
And say, do, you’re doomed life
[Chorus]
they callin’, hootin’, hollerin’ leave alone
They’re all of plantin’ roots roll
They’ll God, he’ll tame his in they’re all same
Don’t from Memphis, know
they callin’, hootin’, hollerin’ leave alone
They’re all of plantin’ roots roll
It ain’t late let go
Don’t make me so
Don’t from Memphis, know
Don’t from Memphis, know
