Elvis Presley

Elvis Presley came to me in a dream last night
like a sleepy golden eagle on the breeze
wearin' wings of Spanish leather, he was lookin' all right
but his rebel heart lay bleeding on his knees

he said, "Sherman's wolves howl 'round the gate
and the sheep have gone astray
and Priscilla's flown to Paris, now she's lost to me,"
he said, "throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline
'cause somebody's driftin' away."

then he took me over cracker malls and chicken shacks
where the lost souls prowl the lonesome oceanside
they were waitin' on the shadow of the Merrimack
floatin' brave as Davis sabers on the tide

but he said "Dixie slumbers in the cold cold ground
and Lincoln molders in the clay
and they got John Wilkes Booth on the radio
singin' "throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline
'cause somebody's driftin' away.'"

now the truth is plain and simple, but it flickers on my lips
like a moonbeam in a blue Kentucky pool
'cause the Union, she's a clever and a worthy ship
but she's prideful, and she will not bear a fool

so the fleet sails blind past Beauregard
and the flagship flounders in the bay
while the captain paces on the quarterdeck
cryin "throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline
'cause somebody's driftin' away."

these blue suede shoes were made for someone else's feet
me, I grow weary ever walkin' down that line
'cause I never seem to reach the end of Lonely Street
even though my heart's been broken for sometime

oh, if you should meet me on the march
from Appomattox all in gray
won't you take this message to the King for me
tell him "throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline
'cause somebody's driftin' away"

tell him "throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline
'cause somebody's driftin' away."