Elvis Presley Blues

I was thinkin' last night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinkin' that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died Just a country boy that combed his hair And he put on a shirt his mama 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, never seen I was thinkin' 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, his soul at stake Alright, shake it I was thinkin' that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died He was all alone in a long decline Thinkin' how happy John Henry was That he fell down and died 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 bless my soul, bless my soul I was thinking last night about Elvis