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Memphis
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(Janis Ian)
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WE WERE STANDING BY THE RIVER
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STARING INTO TOWN
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ALL THE WORLD WAS ON HIS SHOULDERS
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THE TEARS WERE RAINING DOWN
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ALL ALONG THE SOUTHERN SKYLINE
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CITY LIGHTS BEGAN TO BLOOM
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HE SAID -- IF YOU ONLY KNEW HER
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THE WAY THAT I DO, SIR
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YOU WOULD BE CRYING TOO
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IF YOU COULD SEE MEMPHIS THE WAY THAT I DO
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SHE WOULD LOOK DIFFERENT TO YOU
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QUEEN OF THE DELTA, TIP YOUR TIARA
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MEMPHIS, THE BELLE OF THE BLUES
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THE STREETS WERE FILLED WITH COTTON
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AND MUSIC FILLED THE AIR
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ALL THE PADDLE BOATS CAME ROLLING
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FROM EAST OF EVERYWHERE
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NOW THE STREETS ARE FILLED WITH SILENCE
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AND SONGS NO ONE CAN HEAR
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BUT HER MEMORY LINGERS
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IT SLIPS THROUGH MY FINGERS
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AND INTO THIS RIVER OF TEARS
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IF YOU COULD SEE MEMPHIS THE WAY THAT I DO
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SHE WOULD LOOK DIFFERENT TO YOU
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QUEEN OF THE DELTA, TIP YOUR TIARA
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MEMPHIS, THE BELLE OF THE BLUES
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SO ROLL ON -- ROLL ON
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MY SWEET MAGNOLIA, ROLL ON
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HOW THE MEMORY LINGERS
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IT SLIPS THROUGH MY FINGERS
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AND INTO THIS RIVER OF TEARS
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IF YOU COULD SEE MEMPHIS THE WAY THAT I DO
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SHE WOULD LOOK DIFFERENT TO YOU
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QUEEN OF THE DELTA, TIP YOUR TIARA
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MEMPHIS, THE BELLE OF THE BLUES
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Memphis
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| Janis Ian |
