(Written by: Monty Criswell, Tony Martin, and Mark Wills)
Called her from a pay phone down on Beale Street
On my way to Birmingham
Said she was tired of never seein' me
She needed more than a guitar man
Bette Davis Eyes lyrics

her hair is hollow gold
i left a sweet surprise
her hands are never cold,
she's got B
As the lonesome notes filled the midnight sky
I wipe my tears and wish that I was
Chorus:
Anywhere but Memphis
Any other place would have made a difference
The way the blues poor out of the dives and bars
Ain't no place for a broken he
I Feel So Good lyrics

all right, it's your turn to give something back
so let's hear a couple of chords
now
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She could've told me in Baton Rouge or Dallas anywhere but Memphis
Wish she could have worked up her courage
And let me down in Little Rock
Or even as far back as Phoenix
When I stopped to call from that truck stop
And if telling me
And At The End Of Every Street lyrics

And at the end of every street
I change my name
I change my name
and then I carry on 
 sooner was just too hard
She could've waited later to break my heart
(Chorus)
Where the blues pour out of the dives and bars
It ain't no place for a broken heart
She could've told me in Baton Rouge or Dallas
Anywhere but Memphis