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 class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be

When I was walking in Memphis
Was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale
Was walking in Memphis
Do I really feel the way I feel?

Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
I followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then watched him walk right through

Now security 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
Was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale
Was walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?

They've got catfish on the table
They've 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
Muriel plays piano every Friday at the Hollywood
When they brought it down to see her
They asked me if I would do a little number

So I sang with all my might
She says
'Tell me, are you a Christian child?'
And I said, 'Ma'am I am tonight'

Walking in Memphis
Was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?

When I was walking in Memphis
Was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale
I was walking in Memphis, yeah
Do I really feel the way I feel?

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

Touched down in the land of the Delta blues
In the middle of the pouring rain