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 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

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 
But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis

Now Muriel plays piano 
Every Friday at the Hollywood 
And they brought me down to see her 
And they asked me if I would-- 
Do a little number 
And I sang with all my might 
And she said-- 
"Tell me are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma'am I am tonight"

(Chorus)

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 pounding rain 
Touched down in the land of the Delta blues 
In the middle of the pounding rain