Wrong Side Of Memphis — Trisha Yearwood

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

No turning back, I've come too far I'm headed down 40 with my old guitar This ain't Graceland that's a fact And I ain't driving a pink Cadillac

I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes These cowboy boots are gettin' kinda restless And I ain't gotta 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 200 miles and I'll be there

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