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Never thought of Hades Under the Mississippi But still I've come to sing for him So southern furies Prepare to walk for my harp I have strung, and I will leave with him Relax the cogs of rhyme Over the Memphis sky Turn back the wheels of time Under the Memphis skyline always hated him for the way he looked In the gaslight of the morning Then came hallelujah sounding like Ophelia for me in my room living So kiss me, my darling stay with me till morning Turn back and you will stay Under the Memphis Skyline From Letras Mania