Someone will tell you in Memphis
I see the city through the rain
I'm just chasing me my time
And remembering some pain
You see there once was a boy
And on the street it surely died
So the nightbird took him in
And she taught him how to fly
See the nightbird so fly
Why does she fly alone?
Is the moonlight just a dream?
Is the flame for her memory?
Now she's gone
Two-bit bars and honky-tons
Any pleasure can be found
You can get just what you need
If you want
If you lay your money down
And lonely sailors do their drinking
My, my, my
How the brave men do die
In the nightbird sows her pleasures
Bringing tears to my eyes
See the nightbird softly fly
Why does she fly alone?
Is the moonlight just a flame?
Is the moonlight just a flame?
For her memory now she's gone
Who knows what she feels it's like
There is coming a day
For the nightbird she's gone
There is coming someone


Who will she meet in her grave
Oh, the daybird she's gone
For the last time
She may be free
I'll see you next time.
See you next time.
See you next time.
For her memory now she's gone
For her memory now she's gone