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Elvis Presley Blues

Becca Stevens
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I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died Just a country boy that combed his hair And put on a shirt his mother made And he went on the air And he shook it like a chorus girl And he shook it like a Harlem Queen And he shook it like a midnight rambler, baby Like you never seen Like you never seen Like you never seen I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, yeah, the day that he died How he took it all out of black and white Grabbed his wand in the other hand And he held on tight And he shook it like a hurricane He shook it like a Harlem Queen And he shook it like a Holy Roller, baby With his soul at stake With his soul at stake With his soul at stake I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died He was all alone in a long decline Thinking how happy John Henry was That he fell down and died When he shook it and it rang like silver He shook it and he shined like gold He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well, bless my soul Oh, bless my soul Bless my soul He shook it Oh, bless my Oh, I was thinking that night Day that he died Shined like gold Oh, bless my soul