Intro: D (listen to song for rhythm)
D
Well, I need a sip of muddy water
G C D
From my daddy's wishin' well
Scattered his ashes on the delta
G C D
From here on I'll be drinkin' by myself
G
Where pink Cadillacs and blue suede shoes
D
Meet steel guitars and new grass blues
G C A
The music there, it ain't turned into business
G C D
Tonight I'll be somewhere south of Memphis
G
Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
C G D G D
I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
D
Well, I've seen my share of big ol' cities
G C D
But I couldn't wait to get back home
Well, they'll play you a, a front porch song for free
G C D
That reminds you that they ain't been free for long
G
Where them juke joints jump on a Friday night
D
And you don't need a gun to settle no fight
G C A
And come Sunday mornin', hell, you'll be beggin' for forgiveness
G C D
That's just life somewhere south of Memphis
G
Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
D
And the blues runs deep in your blood
G A
I love this land with God as my witness
C G D G D
I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
Solo- G,Dx2 G,A
G
Yeah, where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
D
And the blues runs deep in your blood
G A
Well, I love this land with God as my witness
C G D
Well, I'll live and die
C G DGD G D G C
I'll said I'll, I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
D
That's just life
Intro: D (listen to song for rhythm)
D
Well, I need a sip of muddy water
G C D
From my daddy's wishin' well
Scattered his ashes on the delta
G C D
From here on I'll be drinkin' by myself
G
Where pink Cadillacs and blue suede shoes
D
Meet steel guitars and new grass blues
G C A
The music there, it ain't turned into business
G C D
Tonight I'll be somewhere south of Memphis
G
Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
C G D G D
I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
D
Well, I've seen my share of big ol' cities
G C D
But I couldn't wait to get back home
Well, they'll play you a, a front porch song for free
G C D
That reminds you that they ain't been free for long
G
Where them juke joints jump on a Friday night
D
And you don't need a gun to settle no fight
G C A
And come Sunday mornin', hell, you'll be beggin' for forgiveness
G C D
That's just life somewhere south of Memphis
G
Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
D
And the blues runs deep in your blood
G A
I love this land with God as my witness
C G D G D
I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
Solo- G,Dx2 G,A
G
Yeah, where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
D
And the blues runs deep in your blood
G A
Well, I love this land with God as my witness
C G D
Well, I'll live and die
C G DGD G D G C
I'll said I'll, I'll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
D
That's just life