The Band - Back To Memphis: chords

A7
I've been struggling up here, just, trying to make a living
Everybody wants to take, nobody likes giving
       D7
I wish I was in Memphis back home with my Mama
          A7
The only clothes I got left that ain't rags is my pajamas
    E7
No brotherly love, no help, no danger
         A7
Just a great big town full of cold hearted strangers

I went hungry in New York and Chicago was no better
But today, my dear mother wrote and told me in her letter
Said, come on back to Memphis and live here with your Mama
You can walk down Beale Street honey, wearing your pajamas
You know  folks down here, we let do just what you want to
And I born you and raised you right here on the corner

I'm going get up in the morning going to the bus station
I've got just enough money to reach my destination
I'm going back to Memphis, back home with my Mama
I'm going to ride that bus barefoot in my  pajamas
Yeah I'm going back to Memphis, no moaning and groaning
I know everything will be all right in the morning