Popa Chubby - Palace of the King lyrics

was born down in Dallas, raised up on the city of wind Spent a month of Sundays, talkin' about the places I have been Played the blues in England, I played 'em for the Queen The Queen did love my style, but the Queen is not my thing Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Couldn't play it in Moscow, you know that it was way too cold Played the blues in Denmark, but women there they was way too old Couldn't talk Italian, don't listen when they say Couldn'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 Living in the palace Be a natural thing Everywhere I go, don't matter what I say Lord I make you happy with every note I play Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king (guitar solo) Oh, living in the palace of the king Living in the palace Be a natural thing I can make you smile, I can make you swing I can make you happy with every note I play Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king