Walkin' In Memphis

Put on my blues suede shoes
and i boarded a plane
Thouched 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
Walking with my feet ten feet off of the 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
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 then feet of a beale
Walking in Memphis
But do i really feel the way i feel
They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And reverend green be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
Boy you've got a prayer in Memphis
Now Muriel plays the piano
Every friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see him
And they asked me if i would
Would 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
I was walking with my feet ten feet of a beale
Walking in Memphis
But do i really feel the way i feel
Walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet of a beale
Walking in Memphis
But do i really feel the way i feel
Put on my blue suede shoes
and i boarded a 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