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