I’m four states out of Tuscon, I’ve served out all of my time
I’ve paid for my sins in blood and years, now I’m leaving’ those memories behind
I ain’t saying I’m an innocent party I stepped the wrong side of the law,
I slipped off track but I’m heading back to the life that I knew before.
It’s a hundred more miles to Memphis, a thousand highways to ride
The cold of a heartbreak burning, but I’m on fire with the whiskey inside
Too many dirty motel rooms, been lost along the way
One picture in my wallet, I’ll be back in your arms some day…some day.
In every new town I’m no stranger, in the shadows they whisper my name
Reputation runs before me…that’s just a part of the game
The dice are always loaded and trouble’s a companion of mine
I’m hiding behind my whiskey and rye and trying not to cross that line.
It’s a hundred more miles to Memphis, a thousand highways to ride
The cold of a heartbreak burning, but I’m on fire with the whiskey inside
Too many dirty motel rooms, been lost along the way
One picture in my wallet, I’ll be back in your arms some day…some day.
On these lonely desert highways I’m fighting on the edges of pain
Been beaten down by the burning sun I’ve been frozen by the cold hard rain
I’m leaning in to the headwind, trying to keep out the chill
At journeys end I pray my friend these arms can hold you still
It’s a hundred more miles to Memphis, a thousand highways to ride
The cold of a heartbreak burning, but I’m on fire with the whiskey inside
Too many dirty motel rooms, been lost along the way
One picture in my wallet, I’ll be back in your arms some day…some day.