Walking In Memphis

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
 Yeah, I got a first class ticket
 But I'm as blue as a boy can be
 Then I'm walking in Memphis
 Was walking with my feet, ten feet off of Beale
 Walking in Memphis
 But do I really feel the way I feel
 
 Saw the ghost of Elvis
 On Union Avenue
 Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
 Then I 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
 When I was walking in Memphis
 I was walking with my feet, ten feet off of Beale
 Walking in Memphis
 But do I really feel the way I feel
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 They've got catfish on the table
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 They've got gospel in the air
 And Reverend Green, be glad to see you
 When you haven't got a prayer
 Boy, you got a prayer in Memphis
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 Now Muriel, plays piano
 Every Friday at the Hollywood
 And they brought me down to see her
 And they asked me if I would
 To do a little number
 And I sang with all my might
 She said, "Tell me are you a Christian child?"
 And I said, "Ma'am, I am tonight"
 Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis)
 I was walking with my feet, ten feet off of Beale
 Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis)
 But do I really feel the way I feel
 Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis)
 I was walking with my feet, ten feet off of Beale
 Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis)
 But do I really feel the way I feel
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 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
 Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
 In the middle of the pouring rain