I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel And underneath the streetlamp, I met a southern belle She took me to the river where she cast her spell And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well If you'll be my visit, Janet, I'll be on Tennessee land And we can walk together down in Dixie Land Down in Dixie Land Yeah, well, we made all the hot spots My money flowed like wine And that low-down silver whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember taste well, oh, the money I poured down On the white picket fence and bulwark of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy, do I remember the state of her face And the nights we spent together and the way she called my name If you'll be my visit, Janet, I'll be on Tennessee land And we can walk together down in Dixie Land Down in Dixie Land Yeah, well, it's been a year since she ran away Yes, that guitar player she could play She always liked to sing along She was always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew a man And as we had a beer tonight, he began to hum a song And all of us at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my visit, Janet, I'll be on Tennessee land And we can walk together down in Dixie Land Down in Dixie Land Yeah, well, it's been a year since she ran away