From the recording Might Have Been Memphis


Tell me who is that I seeIn the mirror staring back at meLooking like she’s been through hellLiving in a run down motel?Torn curtains, tattered dreamsAll coming apart at the seamsWhy was I so blind?Might have been MemphisWhere I saw the lightI can’t do this – Gonna make it rightLord, took your name in vainI confess I’ve been raising CainLittle girl singing in the choirGrew up, started playing with fireI said, “What am I doin’Goin’ full speed ahead on the road to ruin?”Hard to say where it all went wrongAlways was a little headstrongTurned my back on the golden ruleGot a reputation as a rebel in schoolMama said, “You used to make us so proudWhat are you doin’, for cryin’ out loud?”Why was I so blind?I said, “You’re not gonna hold me downI’m gettin’ out of this one horse townNot gonna listen to you anymore”Stormed out the house and I slammed the doorJumped in the car and I put it in DriveHit the highway doin’ ninety-fiveWhy was I so blind?Up till dawn and sleep all daySkin and bones and I’m wasting awayWish I may and I wish I mightBe the child singing “Silent Night”On the phone I swore I wasn’t cryin’Daddy said, “ I always could tell when you were lyin’”I said, “Please – Can I come home?”