Lyrics Walking in Memphis - Ty Herndon

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
Man I got a first class ticket
I'm as blue as a boy can be
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
Up on Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
And I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
As they hovered 'round the tomb
There's a pretty little thing waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room
Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
Do I really feel the way I feel
They got catfish on the table
(Catfish on the table)
And they got gospel in the air
(They 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
But 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
So I sang with all my might
She said --
"Boy, are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma'am I am tonight"
Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
And 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
Alright
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boared the plane
I 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
In the middle of the pouring rain
In the middle of the pouring rain
Saw the ghost of Elvis
Down in the Jungle Room
Oooooo
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale