Lyrics of
Walking In Memphis

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,
Yeah, I got a first class ticket,
But I'm as blue as a boy can be,
Then I'm walking in Memphis,
I was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale,
Walking in Memphis,
But do I really feel the way I feel,
(verse 2)
Saw the ghost of Elvis, on Union avenue,
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland,
Then I watched him walk right through,
Now, security they did not see him,
They just hovered around his tomb,
But there's a pretty little thing waiting for the King,
Down in the jungle room,
Then I'm walking in Memphis,
I was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale,
Walking in Memphis,
But do I really feel the way I feel,
(bridge)
They've got catfish on the table,
They've got gospel in the air,
And Reverend Green, be glad to see you,
When you haven't got a prayer,
You got a prayer in Memphis,
(verse 3)
Now, Muriel plays the 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,
And I sang with all my might,
She said Tell me, are you a Christian
And I said Ma'am, I am tonight,
Then I'm walking in Memphis,
I was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale,
Walking in Memphis,
But do I really feel the way I feel,
Oh I'm walking in Memphis,
Walking with my feet ten feet off Beale,
Oh walking in Memphis,
But do I really feel the way I feel,
Walking in Memphis,
Oh