C-m carlsson - Walking in memphis lyrics

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 cla** ticket But I'm as blue as a girl can be Then I'm walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Saw the ghost of Elvis on Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland I watched him walk right through Now security, they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb There's a pretty little thing waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room When I was walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale (Walk) Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) But do I really feel the way I feel? They got catfish on the table They got gospel in the air Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer Boy, you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Gabriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see him They asked me if I would Do a little number? And I sang with all my might He said, "Tell me, are you a Christian, child?" And I said, "Man, I am tonight" Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale (Walk) Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) But do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale (Walk) Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) But do I really feel the way I feel? Put on my blue suede shoes