Well, I need a sip of muddy water From my daddy's wishin' well Scattered his ashes on the delta From here on I'll be drinkin' by myself Where pink Cadillacs and blue suede shoes Meet steel guitars and new grass blues The music there, it ain't turned into business Tonight I'll be somewhere south of Memphis Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud And the blues runs deep in your blood I love this land with God as my witness I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis Well, I've seen my share of big ol' cities But I couldn't wait to get back home Well, they'll play you a, a front porch song for free That reminds you that they ain't been free for long Where them juke joints jump on a Friday night And you don't need a gun to settle no fight And come Sunday mornin', hell, you'll be beggin' for forgiveness That's just life somewhere south of Memphis Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud And the blues runs deep in your blood I love this land with God as my witness I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis Yeah, where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud And the blues runs deep in your blood Well, I love this land with God as my witness Well, I'll live and die I'll said I'll, I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis That's just life