black velvet

mississippi in the middle of a dry spell

jimmy rogers on the victrola up high

mama's dancing with baby on her shoulder

the sun is setting like molasses in the sky

the boy could sing

knew how to move

everything

always wanting more

he'd give you longing for

black velvet and that little boy's smile

black velvet with that slow southern style

a new religion that'll bring you to your knees

black velvet if you please

up in memphis the music's like a heatwave

white lightning

bound to drive you wild

mama's baby in the heart of every schoolgirl

love me tender" leaves 'em crying in the aisle