Walkin' In Memphis

Put on my blues suede shoes
 and i boarded a plane
 Thouched down in the land of the Delta Blues
 In the middle of the pouring rain
 W.C. Handy
 won't you look down over me
 Yeah i got a first class ticket
 But i'm as blue as a boy can be
 Then i'm walking in Memphis
 Walking with my feet ten feet off of the beale
 Walking in Memphis
 But do i really feel the way i feel
 Saw the ghost of Elvis
 On Union Avenue
 Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
 Then i watched him walk right through
 Now security they did not see him
 They just hovered' round his tomb
 There's a pretty little thing waiting for the king
 Down in the Jungle room
 When i was walking in Memphis
 I was walking with my feet then feet of a beale
 Walking in Memphis
 But do i really feel the way i feel
 They've got catfish on the table
 They've got gospel in the air
 And reverend green be glad to see you
 When you haven't got a prayer
 Boy you've got a prayer in Memphis
 Now Muriel plays the piano
 Every friday at the Hollywood
 And they brought me down to see him
 And they asked me if i would
 Would do a little number
 And i sang with all my might
 She said
 "Tell me are you a Christian child?"
 And i said
 "Ma'am i am tonight!"
 Walking in Memphis
 I was walking with my feet ten feet of a beale
 Walking in Memphis
 But do i really feel the way i feel
 Walking in Memphis
 I was walking with my feet ten feet of a beale
 Walking in Memphis
 But do i really feel the way i feel
 Put on my blue suede shoes
 and i boarded a plane
 Touched down in the land of the delta blues
 In the middle of the pouring rain
 Touched down in the land of the delta blues...
 In the middle of the pouring... rain