Going to Memphis
Johnny CashVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
N/C
I'm goin' to Memphis (that's right Lord) yeah (uh huh)
A due took all my money wouldn't let me see the cards
I owe the boss about a hundred years for sleepin' in his backyard
I'm goin' to Memphis (yeah Memphis) yeah I'm goin' to Memphis (now)
Like a bitter weed I'm a bad seed
But when that levee's thru and I am too
Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin' I'll be gone
I'm goin' to Memphis yeah Memphis
I never been to Chicago but it must be a mighty fine place (that's right)
I couldn't get past Tennessee with Mississippi all over my face (uh huh)
I'm goin' to Memphis (that's right Lord Memphis)
Well the freezin' ground at night is my own foldin' bed
Polk salad is my bread and meat and it will be till I'm dead
Well I brought me a little water in a Mr Prince Albert can
But the bossman caught me drinkin' it and I believe he broke my hand (hm hm)
They all call me crazy for sassin' Mr Scott
My brother was killed for a deed I did but I disremember what (yeah)
Well another boy is down the shovel burned him out
Let me stand on his body to see what the shoutin's about
I'm goin' to Memphis yeah I'm goin' to Memphis hmm
Like a bitter weed I'm a bad seed
But when the levee's thru and I am too
Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin' I'll be gone
I'm goin' to Memphis yeah Memphis
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Readable chord sheet for Going to Memphis by Johnny Cash
N/C [A] I'm goin' to Memphis (that's right Lord) yeah (uh huh) [A]A due took all my money wouldn't let me see the cards [A]I owe the boss about a hundred years for [E]sleepin' in his back[A]yard [A]I'm goin' to Memphis (yeah Memphis) yeah I'm goin' to Memphis (now) [A]Like a bitter weed I'm a [D]bad seed [D]But [A]when that levee's thru and I am too [A]Let the honky tonk roll on come [E]mornin' I'll be [A]gone [A]I'm goin' to Memphis yeah Memphis [A]I never been to Chicago but it must be a mighty fine place (that's right) [A]I couldn't get past Tennessee with Missi[E]ssippi all over my [A]face (uh huh) [A]I'm goin' to Memphis (that's right Lord Memphis) Well the [A]freezin' ground at [A]night is [E]my own foldin' [A]bed [A]Polk salad is my [A]bread and meat and it [E]will be till I'm [A]dead [A]Well I brought me a little water in a Mr Prince Albert can [A]But the bossman caught me drinkin' it and I [E]believe he broke my [A]hand (hm hm) [A]They all call me crazy for sassin' Mr Scott [A]My brother was killed for a deed I did but I [E]disremember [A]what (yeah) [A]Well another boy is down the shovel burned him out [A]Let me stand on his body to [E]see what the shoutin's [A]about [A]I'm goin' to Memphis yeah I'm goin' to Memphis hmm Like a bitter weed I'm a bad seed But when the levee's thru and I am too Let the honky tonk roll on come mornin' I'll be gone I'm goin' to Memphis yeah Memphis