Like a national guitar
 I am following the river
 Down the highway
 Through the cradle of the civil war
 I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
 In Memphis, Tennessee
 I'm going to Graceland
 Poor boys and pilgrims with families
 And we are going to graceland
 My travelling companion is nine years old
 He is the child of my first marriage
 But I've reason to believe
 We both will be received
 In Graceland


 She comes back to tell me she's gone
 As if I didn't know that
 As if I didn't know my own bed
 As if I'd never noticed
 The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
 And she said losing love
 Is like a window in your heart
 Everybody sees you're blown apart
 Everybody sees the wind blow


 I'm going to Graceland
 Memphis, Tennessee
 I'm going to Graceland
 Poor boys and pilgrims with families
 And we are going to Graceland
 And my travelling companions
 Are ghosts and empty sockets
 I'm looking at ghosts and empties
 But I've reason to believe
 We all will be received
 In Graceland


 There is a girl in New York City
 Who calls herself the human trampoline
 And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
 Or tumbling in turmoil I say
 Oh so this is what she means
 She means we're bouncing into Graceland
 And I see losing love
 Is like a window in your heart
 Everybody sees you're blown apart
 Everbody feels the wind blow
 In Graceland, in Graceland
 I'm going to Graceland
 For reasons I cannot explain
 There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
 And I may be obliged to defend
 Every love, every ending
 Or maybe there's no obligations now
 Maybe I've got a reason to believe
 We all will be received
 In Graceland