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The King Sleeps On (In Memphis Rain)

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Verse 1
He took the stage one final time,
As Memphis sighed in mourning chimes,
The echoes rang through Beale Street’s blues,
A ghost in gold, in blue suede shoes.
Verse 2
Graceland quiet, curtains drawn,
Another Southern summer gone,
No more Jailhouse Rock to play,
But “Love Me Tender” haunts the day.
Chorus
The King sleeps on in Memphis rain,
Through vinyl dreams and lonesome trains,
He sways in shadows, bold and true,
In every chord, he’s born anew.
Verse 3
A hound dog cries beneath the moon,
While “Suspicious Minds” fade far too soon,
The gospel hums in chapel air,
Sun Records spins — he’s always there.
Bridge
They say he left that August day,
But heaven had a song to play,
And now each voice that dares to cry,
Finds Elvis in a lullaby.
Chorus
The King sleeps on in Memphis rain,
Through vinyl dreams and lonesome trains,
He sways in shadows, bold and true,
In every chord, he’s born anew.
Bonus Verse
It’s now or never, winds still blow,
Past Graceland’s gate where candles glow,
He burned with love, a wild flame bright,
Still always on our minds each night.
Outro
So light a candle by the gate,
Where legends rest and echoes wait...
Elvis ain’t gone, he just moved on—
His throne remains, his voice lives on.
He took the stage one final time,
As Memphis sighed in mourning chimes,
The echoes rang through Beale Street’s blues,
A ghost in gold, in blue suede shoes.
Verse 2
Graceland quiet, curtains drawn,
Another Southern summer gone,
No more Jailhouse Rock to play,
But “Love Me Tender” haunts the day.
Chorus
The King sleeps on in Memphis rain,
Through vinyl dreams and lonesome trains,
He sways in shadows, bold and true,
In every chord, he’s born anew.
Verse 3
A hound dog cries beneath the moon,
While “Suspicious Minds” fade far too soon,
The gospel hums in chapel air,
Sun Records spins — he’s always there.
Bridge
They say he left that August day,
But heaven had a song to play,
And now each voice that dares to cry,
Finds Elvis in a lullaby.
Chorus
The King sleeps on in Memphis rain,
Through vinyl dreams and lonesome trains,
He sways in shadows, bold and true,
In every chord, he’s born anew.
Bonus Verse
It’s now or never, winds still blow,
Past Graceland’s gate where candles glow,
He burned with love, a wild flame bright,
Still always on our minds each night.
Outro
So light a candle by the gate,
Where legends rest and echoes wait...
Elvis ain’t gone, he just moved on—
His throne remains, his voice lives on.