Folks, I've just been down, down to Memphis town, that's where the people smile, smileon you all the while, hospitality, man, it was good to me, I couldn't spend a dime, hadI went out a-dancin' with a Tennessee deer, met a man named Andy with a band you shouldhear, and while the dancers swayed, all the fellas played real harmony, I never will forgetthe tune they called the Memphis Blues, they got a fiddler there who always slickens hishair, folks, he sure does pull a mean blow, and when the big bassoon seconds to the tromboneit moves just like a sinner on revival day, that melancholy string, every haunting refrainis like a southern sorrow song, here comes the very part that wraps the spell aroundmy heart, it sets me wild to hear that lovin' tune again, the Memphis Blues, MississippiRiver, long, deep, and wide, got myself a rowboat and I pulled for the other side, andwhen I heard the music, I could lay it right down and die, oh, you should have heard thesinging, come floatin' out across the tide, get on your fanciest dancin' shoes, and askthe leader to play the blues, the M-E-M-P-H-I-S, boy, I'm in the Memphis Blues.I'm in the Memphis Blues.Thank you, Ella.Thank you, folks.Thanks also to the Firehouse Five, too, for some mighty fine blastin' there.