Rocking Chairs - The Gates Of Graceland lyrics

There was a boy with a guitar Wearing those rock'n'roll shoes Loving the american heartland Proud and a-singin' the blues Since he was about twenty-one years old Felt like being on top of the hill But he went too far, too fast The water dried from his well From those days the world started to rock And it never stopped to roll So here I go again, I can't stop it I just can't help myself Knockin' on the gates of Graceland Rockin' on the gates of Graceland Knockin' on the gates of Graceland His guitar may be in a museum Just like his automobile But all the stories that he told us Make us feel like he's still here For all the guitar men and r'n'r bands From here to everywhere For the good and bad and for Kid Galahad There's a dream that never ends From those days the world started to rock And it never stopped to roll So here I go again, I can't stop it I just can't help myself Knockin' on the gates of Graceland Rockin' on the gates of Graceland Knockin' on the gates of Graceland Ooh, let it rock now!