IF I COULD MAKE IT DOWN TO MEMPHIS
I’D BUY ME A SHOTGUN SHACK BY THE RIVER
JUST MUDDY ROADS AND RICKETY FENCES
NO UPPITY PEOPLE ACTING PRETENTIOUS
I FEEL MY HEART GETTING COLDER
I FEEL MY SPIRIT GROWING OLDER
GOT TO SHAKE THESE WORRIES
FROM MY SHOULDERS
I’M SHAKING LOOSE
THESE THREE LITTLE ROOMS ARE SUFFICATING
I FEEL LIKE I’M TEARING AT THE SEAMS
I KNOW THAT THIS BLACKTOP
LEADS TO SOMEWHERE
TONIGHT IT’S THE HIGHWAY AND THE HIGH BEAMS
I COULD RUN AWAY TO NEW ORLEANS
SING THE BLUES DOWN ON BOURBON STREET
PEOPLE THROW THEIR SPARE CHANGE AT MY FEET
AND I’LL BE SHAKING LOOSE
MAYBE I COULD MAKE ENOUGH TO EAT
EVEN LIVE A LIFE OF LUXURY
LORD GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH TO SET ME FREE
I’LL BE SHAKING LOOSE
