Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy, Won't you look down over me Yes I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be
Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do I really feel the way I feel
Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room
Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel
They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer
You've got a prayer in Memphis
Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would
And I said Do a little number And I sang with all my might And she said 'Tell me are you a Christian child' And I said Ma'am I am tonight'
Walking in Memphis A walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel
Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel
Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain
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