Tunica Motel Lyrics

 Monday looked like a downer
 Tuesday looked like rain
 A bad altitude
 And I knew I needed a change
 
 Head out on the highway
 Cruising way down south
 I knew a little place
 Where I might could work it all out
 
 I'm so tired of fighting with myself
 Gonna spend a little time at the Tunica Motel
 
 Just outside of Memphis,
 Highway 61
 Sleepy little town down by the
 Mississippi River
 
 I'm gonna lay out on a houseboat
 Until my hide turns brown
 Ain't gonna move 'till the
 Evening sun goes down
 
 Fried chicken to go and they got live bait for sale
 Anything you need at the Tunica Motel
 
 I find myself at midnight
 Moving to the back porch blues
 The guitar cries, telling me
 About the hard times
 
 Something moves in the shadows
 Giving me a little chill
 I thought I saw Robert Johnson
 Walking out across the field
 
 There ain't hardly anybody left who even knows the tale
 Gimme the blues at the Tunica Motel