Elvis Presley Blues

I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
 The day that he died
 The day that he died
 Yeah I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
 The day that he died
 The day that he died
 Just a country boy who combed his hair
 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've never seen, never seen
 I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
 The day that he died
 The day that he died
 Yeah I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
 The day that he died
 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
 And he shook it like to make it rain
 And he shook it like a holy roller
 Baby, with his soul at stake, soul at stake
 I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
 The day that he died
 The day that he died
 Yeah I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
 The day that he died
 The day that he died
 He was all alone in a long decline
 Thinkin' how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
 And he shook it and it rang like silver
 And he shook it and it shone like gold
 And he shook it like to beat that steamdrill
 Baby, well bless my soul
 What's wrong with me
 Ooooohhh... mmmmm-mmmm
 Ooooohhh... mmmmm-mmmm