From the recording New Experience

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Lyrics



I wish I was under the Memphis sky
with plenty of stars to see
‘Cause If I was under the Memphis sky
I know that you couldn’t find me
Yes, I know that you couldn’t find me
You’d search for weeks, well, maybe months
You’re the type that don’t get discouraged
And I’d run for weeks, well, maybe months
I’m the type that don’t have no courage
I’m the type that don’t have no courage
You’d search for me over hill and dale
In soup lines and in the gutter
You might come close, but close ain’t commendable
When you’re in the arms of another
When you’re in the arms of another
I’d leave you my phonebook so you could try
to find me at all my friends houses
but I’d make up their names and I’d make up their numbers
Yea, I’d even make up their addresses
I’d even make up their addresses
You’d search for me over hill and dale
In soup lines and in the gutter
You might come close, but close ain’t commendable
When you’re in the arms of another
When you’re in the arms of another
You might start a-looking
Don’t spend all your money
You might find it cheaper to fly
I told all my friends to not tell you
That I’m under the Memphis Sky
That I’m under the Memphis Sky
I’m under the Memphis Sky

Michelle Malone ©1988, Strange Bird Songs/ASCAP