Tunica Motel Lyrics - Tennessee Plates - Mark Collie

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 layout on a houseboat 

Until my hide turn 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 nobody 

Left who even knows the tale 

Gimme the blues at the Tunica motel.