My fingers touch the strings of New Orleans
Hips swinging to the songs of the streets
Late in the night the sound hits you right
The music's calling, I'm home again
I bought some jack on the way to Tennessee
Stopped off the road before I hit Memphis City
Fields of green roll for miles around me
The country's calling, I'm home again
Memphis city, where soul is the muse
That's where you'll find your blue suede shoes
Weather is cold, but I see sun
The blues are calling, I'm home again
I met a boy down at Earnestine's,
He kissed me good by the juke box machine
An hour of sleep is good enough for me
Cause love is calling, I'm home again
I've travelled far, I've travelled wide
But nothing beats a Carolina sky
The Blue Ridge to the Smokey's, sunrise
The south is calling, I'm home again"