Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Adams
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Adam Byrnes
Composer
Jay Brunswick
Composer
Daniel Adams
Songwriter
Testi
I’m in a one light bulb hotel room here in Harlan
Outside I hear the cold Kentucky rain
It’s been a long and lonely road from where I started
Just to see the marquee sign misspell my name
Tonight I played for more empty chairs than people
But back home I know she said her prayers for me
In Tupelo she’s sleeping like an angel
Between me and her is all of Tennessee
But….
She loves me like I’m Elvis
She treats me like I just might be the king
She won’t mind if I’m never famous
She’ll stay up all night just to hear me sing
We may not ever have a mansion in Memphis
But she loves me like I’m Elvis
The owner never paid me what he promised
The only autograph I signed was my bar tab
Last week my van broke down outside of Austin
To get it running cost me every dime I had
She loves me like I’m Elvis
She treats me like I just might be the king
She won’t mind if I’m never famous
She’ll stay up all night just to hear me sing
We may not ever have a mansion in Memphis
But she loves me like I’m Elvis
I may never grace the gates of Graceland
Make the opry stage or silver screen
But as long as I’ve got her by my side
I have everything – I’ll ever need
She loves me like I’m Elvis
She treats me like I just might be the king
She won’t mind if I’m never famous
She’ll stay up all night just to hear me sing
We may not ever have a mansion in Memphis
But she loves me like I’m Elvis
Written by: Daniel Adams, David Adam Byrnes, Jay Brunswick