Some old h otel room in M emphis
I see the c ity through the r ain
I'm just c hasing m e my t ime
And remembering some p ain
See there o nce was a b oy
And on the s treet he'd surel y die
So the n ightbird t ook him in
And she taught him how to fly
See the nightbird s oftly fly
Why does she fly al one?
Is the moonlight just a flame for her m emory?
Now she's gone
Tw o bit bars and honky tonks
Any p leasure can be f ound
You can ge t just w hat you w ant
If you lay your money down
And loney s ailors do their d rinking
My my my h ow the brave m en do die
And the n ightbird s ells her ple asures
Bringing tears to my e yes
See the nightbird s oftly fly
Why does she fly al one?
Is the moonlight just a flame for her m emory?
Now she's gone
So I guess I'll go out walking
Lord l et the rain keep f alling down
I guess I' ll go ch ase some m emories
On the dark side of to wn
See the nightbird s oftly fly
Why does she fly al one?
Is the moonlight just a flame for her m emory?
Now she's gone