Freddie King - Palace of the King by Freddie King lyrics

I was born down in Dallas, raised up in the city of the wind Yeah, I could spent a month of Sundays, talkin' about the places I have been Yeah, I played the blues in England, I visit the Queen She really dug my style, but the Queen is not my thing I'm goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Hey, they wanted me in Russia, but Moscow was much too cold Yeah, I coulda' played down in Denmark, but girls was much too old Yeah now, the Italians talk funny, I don't know what they say I can't find a chitlin Pizza, at any price I pay Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Oh, living in the palace of the king Yeah, living in the palace Leaving home was hard to think [Guitar Solo] I can make you smile, every note I play I can make you happy, by playin' the blues my way I'm goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king Yeah, I'm living in the palace That palace is quit the thing Been around the world, I hear me things Nothing can make me feel satisfied, but this blues I sing I'm goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Oh, I'm living in the palace of the king Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king Yes, I'm living in the palace of the king Yeah, I'm living in the palace of the king --- .