Last night in Memphis, tonight in New OrleansTomorrow I'll be miles from hereAin't nothing to me, nothing to meSweet Gypsy HighwayWon't you let me chase my dreamsCause I got a song to take me thereAnd it's something to see, something to seeLord, I was born with a suitcase in my handLiving in a life that few could understandSometimes it gets hard to seeAnd it gets so confusingThat I don't know where I amBut I always know who I'm withI'm with the bandI'm with the bandCheap whiskey midnightCheap whiskey midnightAnother round with my friendsWatching the world through the windshieldAnd we're rolling again, rolling againLord, I was born with a suitcase in my handLiving in a life that few could understandSometimes it gets so confusingThat I don't know where I amBut I always know who I'm withI'm with the bandI'm with the bandI'm with the bandI'm with the bandI'm with the bandOh, Lord, I was born with a suitcase in my handLiving in a life that few could understandSometimes it gets so confusingThat I don't know where I amBut I always know who I'm withI'm with the bandLast night in MemphisTonight in New OrleansTomorrow I'll be miles from hereAin't nothing to me, nothing to meguitar solopiano solo