Tunica Motel — текст песни (White Tony Joe)

Monday looked like a downer
Tuesday looked like rain
A bad altitude
And I knew I needed a change

Head out on the highway
Cruising way down south
I knew a little place
Where I might could work it all out

I`m so tired of fighting with myself
Gonna spend a little time at the Tunica Motel

Just outside of Memphis,
Highway 61
Sleepy little town down by the
Mississippi River

I`m gonna lay out on a houseboat
Until my hide turns brown
Ain`t gonna move `till the
Evening sun goes down

Fried chicken to go and they got live bait for sale
Anything you need at the Tunica Motel

I find myself at midnight
Moving to the back porch blues
The guitar cries, telling me
About the hard times

Something moves in the shadows
Giving me a little chill
I thought I saw Robert Johnson
Walking out across the field

There ain`t hardly anybody left who even knows the tale
Gimme the blues at the Tunica Motel