Joan Baez
Joan Baez - Elvis Presley Blues lyrics
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I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, the day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, the day that he died Just a country boy who combed his hair Put on a shirt his mother made 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, baby Like you've never seen, never seen, never seen I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, the day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis The day that he died, the day that he died He took it all out of black and white Grabbed his wands in the other hand and he held on tight And he shook it like a hurricane He shook it like to make it break He shook it like a holy roller, baby With his soul at stake, soul at stake, soul at stake I was thinking that night about Elvis Of the day that he died, the day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis The day that he died, oh the day that he died He was all alone in a long decline Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died And he shook it and he rang like silver He shook it and it shine like gold He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well, bless my soul, bless my soul He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well, bless my soul, bless my soul