I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Really breaking away this time
A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest
Taking me to that Nashville sign
No turnin' back, I've come too far
Headed down 40 with my old guitar
This ain't Graceland, well, that's a fact
And I ain't driving no pink Cadillac

I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes
These cowboy boots, getting kind of restless
They ain't got a single thing to lose

I've had this dream from a tender age
Calling my name from the Opry stage
I can hear it sing loud and clear
Two hundred miles and I'll be there

I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Really breaking away this time
A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest
Taking me to that Nashville sign, yes

I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes
These cowboy boots, getting kind of restless
They ain't got a single thing to lose, yeah

Whoa-whoa

(I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis)
Yeah, yeah
(I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis)
I got the cowboy boots, and a rhinestone suit
(I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis) oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest
Taking me to that Nashville sign

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Writer(s): Matraca Berg, Stefan Harrison Gary