Walking In Memphis Lyrics

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane.
Touched 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 a 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.
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room.

When I was walking in Memphis,
Walking with my feet ten feet off a Beale.
Walking in Memphis.
But do I really feel the way I feel.

Walking in Memphis,
Walking with my feet ten feet off of 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.
Well you've got a prayer in Mephis

Now Gabriel plays piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood.
And they brought me down to see him
And they asked me if I would
Do a little number,
And I sang with all my might,
She said,
"Tell me are you a Christian child?"
And I said, "Mam, I am tonight."

I'm walking in Memphis,
Walking with my feet ten feet off of a Beale.
Walking in Memphis.
But do I really feel the way I feel.

Walking in Mephis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of a Beale.
Walking in Memphis.
But do I really feel the way I feel.

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the 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.