Lean not on your own understanding, but lay your 
burdens down.
Lean not on the gates of Graceland, that dream's buried 
in the ground.
Lean not on any person, but stand up straight and 
strong.
And keep your feet upon the path, discerning right from 
wrong.

They wept when Elvis breathed his last down on the 
bathroom floor,
Year after year they shed a tear and love him even 
more.
They lay their flowers on his grave and suffer at his 
loss.
But those who worship idols don't comprehend the cross.

Elvis, you've left the building, but God is in the 
house,
I wonder what you said with your last breath.
Your girlfriend says you cried out, God help me, help 
me God,
When comes the resurrection will you waken from your 
death?

Not worried 'bout your money, not bothered by your 
drugs,
You dressed like Liberace, and your boys they dressed 
like thugs.
I don't care about the women you were an outlaw on the 
run
But at the end were you man enough to repent from all 
you'd done?

Elvis, I know where you are, you're sleeping in the 
ground
Will you rise and stand up when the son of man comes 
down
You sang a lot of gospel songs and you knew about the 
light
I hope you reached out at the end and this time held on 
tight.

Elvis, you've left the building, but God is in the 
house,
I wonder what you said with your last breath.
Your girlfriend says you cried out, God help me, help 
me God,
When comes the resurrection will you waken from your 
death?

Some sign up at the eleventh hour, some work right from 
the start,
God knows how trapped we can become in the darkness of 
the heart
That's why he gave us Jesus who died upon that tree
So those of us so snared by sin might someday be set 
free.

Elvis, you've left the building, but God is in the 
house,
I wonder what you said with your last breath.
Your girlfriend says you cried out, God help me, help 
me God,
When comes the resurrection will you waken from your 
death?