Never Made It to Memphis Kenny Wayne Shepherd

I was headed for Memphis
On a Mississippi Saturday night
I flew right into a tempest
Blonde hair and hazel green eyes
There was something about her
The wind started howling louder and louder

I was on a hellbent mission I know
Black sheep child raised on rock and roll
Hit me like a lightning striking the black
Right out of the blue
I never made it to Memphis
But girl I made it to you

There's a bar up in Detroit
Out on Woodward Avenue
They're still waiting for me and the boys
To turn up the noise
Do the damage only we can do
But my motor ran hot damn I forgot
Got caught up in a storm in a storm

I was on a hellbent mission I know
Black sheep child raised on rock and roll
Hit me like a lightning striking the black
Right out of the blue
I never made it to Detroit
But girl I made it to you
Oh girl I made it to you