Some old hotel room in Memphis

I see the city through the rain

I'm just chasing me my time

And remembering some pain



See there once was a boy

And on the street he'd surely die

But the nightbird took him in

And she taught him how to fly



See the nightbird softly fly

Why does she fly alone?

Is the moonlight just a flame for her memory?

Now she's gone



Two bit bars and honky tonks

Any pleasure can be found

You can get just what you want

If you lay your money down



And loney sailors do their drinking

My, my, my how the brave men do die

And the nightbird sells her pleasures

Bringing tears to my eyes



See the nightbird softly fly

Why does she fly alone

Is the moonlight just a flame for her memory

Now she's gone



So I guess I'll go out walking

Lord, let the rain keep falling down

I guess I'll go chase some memories

On the dark side of town



See the nightbird softly fly

Why does she fly alone

Is the moonlight just a flame for her memory

Now she's gone