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Artist: Mark Cohn
Title: Walking In Memphis.

Put on my blue suede shoes and I
boarded the plane
Touched down the in land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain.
W.C. Handy - won't you look down over me
Yeah, I've got a first class ticket, but I'm as blue as a boy 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 the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the king
Down in the jungle room

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They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverand Green, be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis

Now Muriel play piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
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'am i am tonight'

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Artist: Mark Cohn   Title: Walking In Memphis.      Put on my blue suede shoes and I   boarded the plane   Touched down the in land of the Delta Blues   In the middle of the pouring rain.   W.C. Handy - won't you look down over me   Yeah, I've got a first class ticket, but I'm as blue as a boy 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 the gates of Graceland   Then I watched him walk right through   Now security they did not see him   They just hovered 'round 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 Reverand Green, be glad to see you   When you haven't got a prayer   But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis      Now Muriel play piano   Every Friday at the Hollywood   And they brought me down to see her   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'am i am tonight'      Chorus