The King Had the Blues
© Gary Orphey
(50's rock n' roll)
(Verse 1)
He could sing something evil
He could sing something sweet
He could sing about a broken heart
A hotel and a lonely street
There was nowhere that he traveled
That people didn’t tap their feet
And sing the words to his songs
As they listened to the rock n’ roll beat
(Verse 2)
He could sing about two lovers
About loves both lost and found
Sing about a rocking jailhouse
Sing about a crying hound
His music remains with us
We can still hold him tight
When we listen to his music
We’re still thrilled with delight,
(Chorus)
It brought him fame and fortune
It seemed there was no way he could lose.
But the King had the blues
From the top of his head
Through his shaking hips,
To the tips of his blue suede shoes
Instrumental Bridge / Middle Eight
(Verse 3)
It’s hard to separate man from myth
With a star of his magnitude
It seems now lots of people
Want to step on his blue suede shoes
But to those of us who loved him
Who remember those rock n’ roll days
We’ll not forget that Memphis Kid
Who set the music world ablaze
(Chorus)
It brought him fame and fortune
It seemed there was no way he could lose.
But the King had the blues
From the top of his head
Through his shaking hips,
To the tips of his blue suede shoes
(Outro)
From the top of his head,
Through his shaking hips,
The King had those Memphis Blues
