Elvis Presley Blues Lyrics

Song	Elvis Presley Blues
Artist	Gillian Welch
Album	Time (The Revelator)
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	作词 : Rawlings, 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
	And put on a shirt his mother made and 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
	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
	How he took it all out of black and white
	Grabbed his wand in 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
	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 a long decline
	Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
	When he shook it and he rang like silver
	He shook it and he shine like gold
	He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
	Well 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 a shirt his mother made and he went on the air
	And he shook it like a chorus girl
	He shook it like a Harlem queen
	He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby
	Like he never seen

	zuo ci : Rawlings, 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
	And put on a shirt his mother made and 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
	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
	How he took it all out of black and white
	Grabbed his wand in 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
	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 a long decline
	Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
	When he shook it and he rang like silver
	He shook it and he shine like gold
	He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
	Well 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 a shirt his mother made and he went on the air
	And he shook it like a chorus girl
	He shook it like a Harlem queen
	He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby
	Like he never seen

	zuò cí : Rawlings, 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
	And put on a shirt his mother made and 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
	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
	How he took it all out of black and white
	Grabbed his wand in 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
	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 a long decline
	Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
	When he shook it and he rang like silver
	He shook it and he shine like gold
	He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
	Well 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 a shirt his mother made and he went on the air
	And he shook it like a chorus girl
	He shook it like a Harlem queen
	He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby
	Like he never seen

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