elvis presley blues
gillian welch
i was thinking that night about elvis
i was thinking that night about elvis
just a country boy that combed his hair
and put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
and he shook it like a chorus girl
and he shook it like a harlem queen
he shook it like a midnight rambler
i was thinking that night about elvis
i was thinking that night about elvis
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
he shook it like to make it break
and he shook it like a holy roller
i was thinking that night about elvis
i was thinking that night about elvis
he was all alone in a long decline
thinking how happy john henry was that he fell down and died
when he shook it and he rang like silver
he shook it and he shine like gold
he shook it and he beat that steam drill
he shook it and he beat that steam drill
i was thinking that night about elvis
i was thinking that night about elvis
just a country boy that combed his hair
put on a shirt his mother made and he went on the air
and he shook it like a chorus girl
he shook it like a harlem queen
he shook it like a midnight rambler