Dim the lights on Beale Street

I should have told you what you mean to me

Before you took that job down in New Orleans

You took the Mississippi down

Now your livin on magazine

Now me and the buffalo trace are calling

At two fifteen

I hope that when you get this

You make your way back home to Memphis

Without you I can only sing the blues

The city looks so empty since the night that you left me

They dim the lights on Beale street without you

Take the river home

I knew that you were magic from the start

I can’t believe I ever thought that could win your heart

Something that we had made me believe

That you be holding on to me While chasing all your dreams

I hope that when you get this

You make your way back home to Memphis

Without you I can only sing the blues

The city looks so empty since the night that you left me

They dim the lights on Beale street without you

Take the river home

I know you’re a dreamer

I have dreams too

But I can’t sleep at night

If I’m not next to you

At night I’m staring at the river

Hope you’re looking at it too

And your heart

Will tell you what to do

I hope that when you get this

You make your way back home to Memphis

Without you I can only sing the blues

The city looks so empty since the night that you left me

They dim the lights on Beale street without you

Take the river ho-o-ome

Take the river ho-o-ome

Take the river ho-o-ome

Take the river home