Finished up my time in the Navy in Millington. Used to love going down to Beale street, used to hate parking two blocks off Beale.
I used to make some pretty good change in Memphis on Saturday afternoons, sitting under the statue of W.C. Handy on Beale in front of [big surprise here] Handy Park, and gratefully accepting donations from tourists to pick my banjo.
Instead of singing while I picked my banjo.