so I walked down by the river,
down in Memphis, Tennessee.
It was March the 14th weather
with the winter probably over,
a dime store bag of popcorn
and some awful instant tea, instant tea.
I sat down by railroad tracks
and looked across the water
Saw lovers holdin' hands down
where the tracks began to bend
Two kites flew up behind them,
sailin' high and goin' higher
And flags out on the island poles
were whippin' in the wind
docked with Arkansas behind it
And water rippling silver
down the bluffs across the way
As breezes stole my popcorn
I was almost near relaxing
Then up from close behind
I heard the backpack traveller say
Sir, he sounded like Australian
And I don't know why I said
And so he walked away from me
He's kinda in a hurry there
But by himself he's searching
And wonderin' what it's like
so I walk down by the river
down in Memphis, Tennessee
