Every time the seasons change
or a holiday sneaks up
(like Mr. Thanksgiving
is trying to do tomorrow)
I get a little homesick.
For my Midtown.
For my Memphis.

It looks like I’m not the only one.
My wonderful momma
misses home too and
she wrote about it in this
sweet little song.

Hope you enjoy it
as much as I do.
If you’re from Memphis,
I know you will.

Happy Thanksgiving ya’ll
and, Memphis, I promise
we’ll both see you soon.