Graceland

The Mississippi Delta is shining like a national guitar.

I am following the river down the highway through the cradle of the Civil War.

I'm going to Graceland.

Memphis, Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland.

Oh, poor boys and pilgrims with families, we are going to Graceland.

Oh, my traveling companion is nine years old, he's the child of my first marriage.

I have reason to believe that we all will be received in Graceland.

to tell me she's gone. As if I didn't know that, as if I didn't know my own bad. As if

I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead. She said, "Losely in

love is like the window in your heart. Everybody sees you blown apart. Everybody sees the wind

blow. I'm going to Graceland, Graceland. Memphis, Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland.

Oh poor boys and pilgrims and families, we are going to Graceland.

All my traveling companions are ghosts in empty sockets, I'm looking at ghosts with empties.

But I have reason to believe that we all will be received in Graceland.

There's a girl in New York City who calls herself a human traveling.

And sometimes when I'm falling, flying, tumbling in turbo, I say, "Whoa! Well, this is what you mean!"

It means we're bouncing in Graceland

And I say, "Losing love's like the window in your heart"

Everybody here sees you blown apart

Everybody feels the wind blow, ooooh, in Graceland, Graceland

Rip this stand to see if you're going to Graceland

For reasons I cannot explain, for some part of me wants to see Graceland

And I may be obliged to defend, every love, every ending, or maybe there's no obligations now

May I have a reason to believe that we all will be received in Graceland.

Oo

Abrolhoooome, Abrolhoooome.