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Put on my blue suede shoes, and I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blue In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy, won't you look down over me? Got a first class ticket, but I'm blue as a boy can be When I'm walking in Memphis Just walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do you really feel the way I feel? Saw the ghost of Elvis in Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland And I watched him walk right through Yes, security didn't see him They just hovered around his tomb And there's a pretty little thing waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room When I'm walking in Memphis Just walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do you really feel the way I feel? Oh, there's a catfish on the table And there's 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 Muriel plays piano every Friday in Hollywood Brought me down to see her, and they asked me if I could Do a little number, and I sang with all my might She said, "Tell me, are you a Christian, child?" I said, "Ma'am, I am tonight" Walking in Memphis Just walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do you really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis Just walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do you 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 Blue In the middle of the pouring rain
Writer(s): Marc Cohn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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