I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
The day that he died
The day that he died
Yeah I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
The day that he died
The day that he died
Just a country boy who combed his hair
Put on a 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
And he shook it like a midnight rambler, baby
Like you've never seen, never seen
I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
The day that he died
The day that he died
Yeah I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
The day that he died
The 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
And he shook it like to make it rain
And he shook it like a holy roller
Baby, with his soul at stake, soul at stake
I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
The day that he died
The day that he died
Yeah I was thinkin' last night about Elvis
The day that he died
The day that he died
He was all alone in a long decline
Thinkin' how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
And he shook it and it rang like silver
And he shook it and it shone like gold
And he shook it like to beat that steamdrill
Baby, well bless my soul
What's wrong with me
Ooooohhh... mmmmm-mmmm
Ooooohhh... mmmmm-mmmm