Under the Mississippi

But still I've come to sing for him

So southern furies

Prepare to walk for my harp

I have strung

and I will leave with him

Relax

the cogs of rhyme

Over the Memphis sky

Turn back the wheels of time

Under the Memphis skyline

always hated him for the way he looked

In the gaslight of the morning

Then came hallelujah sounding like Ophelia

for me in my room living

So kiss me

my darling

stay with me

till morning

Turn back and you will stay

Under the Memphis Skyline