Memphis Belle

Memphis Belle - Toni Fisher

Listen to the story of the Memphis Belle

A river folk that's stayed

Around for quite a spell

Her paddle wheels are turnin'

A-Turnin' and a-churnin' 'round

Captain Billy Jones was at the wheel that day

Say that when he left Mobile to sail away

His whistle was a-blowin'

Just as he was goin'

They heard him say

"This is the last time

I said the last time

I'll be sailin' away

I've got a feelin'

I said a feelin'

This is my lucky day

I told the gal I left behind before this trip

That when my run was over I was gonna quit

Settle down and live in town and say goodbye

To the steamer Memphis Belle "

People say that when he left they knew that day

All that they could see was just the golden spray

Risin' from the river

River and the Memphis Belle

And the people in the town of Louisville

Saw the steamer comin' and took to the hills

The way the stack was smokin'

Paddle wheels a-strokin'

Goodbye Captain Bill

And that's the last time

The very last time

They saw the Memphis Belle

And yet at night-time

If it's the right time

You'll still hear her bell

I wonder if he ended every kind that day

Different kind of gal

Who knows just how to pray

Well if she does you'll have to

Pray 'til judgement day

Waitin' for the Memphis Belle boy

Waitin' for the Memphis Belle