Memphis Bus
Written by Stewart Acuff
Once a long time ago
When I traveled either by bus or
Hitchhiking I took a bus from Memphis to
St. Louis.
What ought to be a six hour ride took nine
It was the local you see and I swear we
Stopped at a gas station in every town on
Highway 51
Sitting next to an elderly Black lady we
Talked and every now and again she held a
Small paper sack up to her mouth.
Wondering what it was I tried not to watch.
Finally she said “have some” and I said
“Yes. Thank you”. That raw red liquor
Tasted so good and warm when it went down
Those last four hours weren’t so bad or long.
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