500 Miles To Memphis My Time Is Up
I was born in a mining town by the name of Bluefield,
WV
Now I'm sixty-seven and i lived a good life
I got about an hour left in me
Been comatose for the past six months
I´ve had plenty of time to think
I can hear my family talking to me
I´d give anything to speak
I need a miracle tonight
Please god give me that right
Just three little words
One last hug and one more kiss
I got to tell my baby thats she's going to be missed,
and I'll be watching up above
I met a redhead at the age of twenty-one
I knew i had to make her mine
Had a loving marriage of forty-five
Still proud to call her my wife
I can hear her crying over me
Her tears are falling on my cheeks
Now don't you worry everything will be fine
You know i hate to see you cry
I can't make it through the night
At least i put it up a fight
This is not the end
One goodbye for now so long
I'm not here, but i won't be gone
I'll be watching from afar
My time is up
I'm heading home
My love and memories?
Well there coming with me, and they´re staying with
you.
