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 girl can be
    Then I'm walking in Memphis
  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
  Then I watched him walk right through
  Now security they did not see him
  They just hovered
  Tround his tomb
  But there's a pretty little thing
  Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room
    [Chorus]
    They've got catfish on the table
  They've got gospel in the air
  And Reverend Green be glad to see you
  When you haven't got a prayer
  But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis
    Now Muriel plays piano
  Every Friday at the Hollywood
  And they brought me down to see him
  And they asked me if I would - Do a little number
  And I sang with all my might
  She said - Tell me are you a Christian, child?
  And I said, "Ma'm, I am tonight
    [Chorus]
    Put on my blue suede shoes
    [ Thanks Jo Ann Skinner for correction ]