Blues In The South

Folks I've just been down, down to Memphis town



That's where the people smile, smile on you all the while



Hospitality, they were good to me



I couldn't spend a dime and had the grandest time



I went out a dancing with a Tennessee dear



They had a fellow named Handy with a band you should hear



And while the folks gently swayed



All them boys began to play in real harmony



I never will forget that tune they call



Handy's Memphis Blues, oh yes, those blues



They've got a trumpet man leading the band



And folks, he sure blow some horn



And when the clarinet seconds to the trombones croon



It moans just like a sinner on Revival Day



That melancholy strain that ever haunting refrain



Is like a morning sorrow song



Here comes the very part that wraps a spell around my heart



It sets me wild to hear that loving tune again, those Memphis Blues