Elvis Presley Blues - Gillian Welch

I was thinking that night about Elvis

Day that he died, the day that he died

I was thinking that night about Elvis

Day that he died, the day that he died

Just a country boy who combed his hair

Put on a shirt his mother made he went on the air

And he shook it like a chorus girl

He shook it like a Harlem queen

He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby

Like you’ve never seen, never seen, never seen

I was thinking that night about Elvis

Day that he died, the day that he died

I was thinking that night about Elvis

The day that he died, the day that he died

He took it all out of black and white

Grabbed his wands in the other hand and he held on tight

And he shook it like a hurricane

He shook it like to make it break

He shook it like a holy roller, baby

With his soul at stake, soul at stake, soul at stake

I was thinking that night about Elvis

Of the day that he died, the day that he died

I was thinking that night about Elvis

The day that he died, oh the day that he died

He was all alone in a long decline

Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died

And he shook it and he rang like silver

He shook it and it shine like gold

He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby

Well, bless my soul, bless my soul

He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby

Well, bless my soul, bless my soul