I'm going back to Tampa To that girl I left behind I'm going back to Tampa To that girl I left behind I'm going back to Tampa Just to kill my worried mind Did you ever lie down at night Thinking about your brown Did you ever lie down at night Thinking about your brown You commence rolling and tumbling I guess I'm Tampa bound The bridge washed out The wire's all down My gal is in the flood and I'm Tampa bound I got up this morning Put on my walking shoes I'm going back to Tampa Just to kill my lowdown blues