From the recording White Picket Fence
The setting is 1953, a man stands across the street from Sun Records in Memphis, TN. Suddenly he see's a truck from an electric company truck pull up and a young man pops out, He's carrying a guitar case. He goes inside and the world changes.
Lyrics
First Time to Memphis
Words and Music by Frank Barter
It was my first time to Memphis
The southern sun was sitting on the town
It was my first time to Memphis
The city streets sat on sacred ground
Little did I know
I'd be staying for awhile
Living where the river starts to wind
It was my first time to Memphis
The ghosts inside my head, they heard the sound
It was my first time to Memphis
The magic dance and the truck parked, glory bound
The innocence was freed
The ghost, they smiled for awhile
Living where the river starts to wind
It was my first time to Memphis
The song was sung and the mystery was undone
It was my first time to Memphis
All who stood prisoner could now run
The poor they all found gold
And the lonely they all found love
Living where the river starts to wind
It was my first time to Memphis
The southern sun was sitting on the town
It was my first time to Memphis
The city streets sat on sacred ground
© Frank Barter Music Publishing (ASCAP)
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