Текст песни Elvis Presley Blues - Gillian Welch

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
Just a country boy that combed his hair
Put on the shirt his mother made
And he went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler baby
Like you never seen
Like you never seen
Never seen

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
That he took it all out of black and white
Grabbed it in one then the other hand
And he held on tight
And he shook it like a hurricane
He shook it like to make it break
And he shook it like a holy roller baby
With his soul at stake
With his soul at stake
Soul at stake

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
He was all alone in the long decline
Thinking how happy John Henry was
That he fell down dying
When he shook it and it rang like silver
He shook it and it shined like gold
He shook it and he beat that steam drill baby
Well a bless my soul
Well a bless my soul
He shook it and he beat that steam drill baby
Well bless my soul what's wrong with me

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died
Day that he died
Just a country boy that combed his hair
Put on the shirt his mother made
And he went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler baby
Like you never seen
Never seen
Like you never seen
Never seen