Standing on the corner I didn't mean no harm When a big policeman Grabbed me by the arm Now, it was down in memphis On the corner of beale and main He said now, hey big boy I'm gonna have to know your name
Now, you can find my name On the tail of my shirt I'm a tennessee hustler And I never have to work But I'm telling all you rounders You best leave my women alone I'll take my .38 special And I'll run you rounders home
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