El domingo unos colegas cruzan el charco. Han ideado un plan por el que me muero de envidia. Parten rumbo a Philly donde solo estarán en el aeropuerto para trasladarse a New Orleans. Les esperan en el camino Nashville y Memphis. Tres ciudades llenas de historias musicales, de estudios míticos, de calles repletas de country, blues, soul, rock´n roll y jazz. Música en estado puro y aventuras por doquier. Seguro que se lo pasan de cine y a la vuelta hay unas cuantas anécdotas jugosas.
If you love somebody enough you'll follow wherever they goThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to MemphisIf you love somebody enough you'll go where your heart wants to goThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis
I know if you'd seen her you'd tell me 'cause you are my friendI've got to find her and find out the trouble she's inIf you tell me that she's not here I'll follow the trail of her tearsThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis
She would get mad and she used to sayThat she'd come back to Memphis somedayThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to MemphisI haven't eaten a bite or slept for three days and nightsThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis
I've got to find her and tell her that I love her soI'll never rest 'til I find out why she had to goThank you for your precious time, forgive me if I start to cry andThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis
That's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to MemphisThat's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to MemphisThat's how I got to Memphis
