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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWalking In Memphis
Put on my blue suede shoesAnd I boarded the planeTouched down in the land of the Delta BluesIn the middle of the pouring rainW.C. Handy -- won't you look down over meYeah I got a first class ticketBut I'm as blue as a boy can beThen I'm walking in MemphisI was walking with my feet ten feet off of BealeWalking in MemphisBut do I really feel the way I feelSaw the ghost of ElvisOn Union AvenueFollowed him up to the gates of GracelandThen I watched him walk right throughNow security they did not see himThey just hovered 'round his tombBut there's a pretty little thingWaiting for the KingDown in the Jungle RoomThen I'm walking in MemphisI was walking with my feet ten feet off of BealeWalking in MemphisBut do I really feel the way I feelThey've got catfish on the tableThey've got gospel in the airAnd Reverend Green be glad to see youWhen you haven't got a prayerBut boy you've got a prayer in MemphisNow Muriel plays pianoEvery Friday at the HollywoodAnd they brought me down to see herAnd they asked me if I would --Do a little numberAnd I sang with all my mightAnd she said --"Tell me are you a Christian child?"And I said "Ma'am I am tonight"Then I'm walking in MemphisI was walking with my feet ten feet off of BealeWalking in MemphisBut do I really feel the way I feelPut on my blue suede shoesAnd I boarded the planeTouched down in the land of the Delta BluesIn the middle of the pouring rainTouched down in the land of the Delta BluesIn the middle of the pouring rain
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