The sun she went down like a curtain   And Lord, Memphis looks, looks bigger at night   And all the tattooed boys in their uniforms   They stepped in and out of the light      She bought me good whiskey in Memphis   She bought supper and she, she paid for the room   And as best as I can remember   She paid dearly for loving me too      She said, ?Hey, don't I know you?   And ain't you the one, the one with the guitar boys   And all them sad songs about men in the rain   And did you ever miss a plain to Memphis?      We laughed at the strangers, we were in the bed   The two cigarettes that lit up the room   Just like two backseat lovers that can't wait to get started   Knowing everything's over too soon      And now Memphis ain't bad in the morning   Good coffee, well, it's, it's just hard to find   But let me suggest that you never leave Memphis   With anything on your mind      She said, ?Hey, don't I know you   And ain't you the one, the one with the guitar boys   And all them sad songs about men in the rain   And did you ever miss a plain to Memphis?      She said, ?Hey, don't I know you   Now ain't you the one, the one with the guitar boys   And all them sad songs about men in the rain   And did you ever miss a plain to Memphis?