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The Mississippi Delta was shining like a National guitar |
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I am following the river down the highway through the cradle of the Civil War |
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Well, I'm going to Graceland, Graceland in Memphis Tennessee |
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I'm going to Graceland |
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Poor boys and pilgrims with families and we are going to Graceland |
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My traveling companion is nine years old |
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The child of my first marriage |
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But I've reason to believe, we both will be received in Graceland |
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She comes back to tell me, she's gone |
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As if I didn't know that, as if I didn't know my own bed |
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As if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead |
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And she said losing love is like a window in your heart |
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Everybody sees you're blown apart, everybody feels the wind blow |
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I'm going to Graceland, in Memphis Tennessee |
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I'm going to Graceland |
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Poor boys and pilgrims with families and we are going to Graceland |
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My traveling companions are ghosts |
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And empty sockets ghosts and empties |
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But I've reason to believe, we all will be received in Graceland |
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There is a girl in Austin Texas and she calls herself the human trampoline |
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Sometimes when I'm falling flying tumbling in turmoil |
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I say this is what she means, she means we're bouncing into Graceland |
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And I see losing love and like a window in your heart |
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Everybody sees you're blown apart, everybody feels the wind blow |
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And I'm going to Graceland in Memphis Tennessee |
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I'm going to Graceland |
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For reasons I cannot explain some part of me wants to see Graceland |
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And I may be obliged to defend every love and every ending |
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Or maybe there's no obligations now |
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Maybe I've a reason to believe, we all will be received in Graceland |
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Oh oh, Graceland, Graceland, I'm going to Graceland |
