Walking In Memphis - Marc Cohn

Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Man I got a first class ticket I'm as blue as a boy can be 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 Up on Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland And I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him As they hovered 'round the tomb There's a pretty little thing waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do I really feel the way I feel They got catfish on the table (Catfish on the table) And they got gospel in the air (They got gospel in the air) And Reverend Green Be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer Boy you've got a prayer in Memphis But now Muriel plays 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 So I sang with all my might She said -- "Boy, are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis And do I really feel the way I feel Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Alright Put on my blue suede shoes And I boared the plane I touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain In the middle of the pouring rain In the middle of the pouring rain Saw the ghost of Elvis Down in the Jungle Room Oooooo Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale

Put on my blue suede shoes and I Boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy Won't you look down over me? Yeah, I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a girl can be Then I'm walking in Memphis I was 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 to the gates of Graceland And watched him walk right through Now security, they did not see him They just hovered around his tomb There's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room When I was walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? They got catfish on the table They got gospel in the air Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Gabriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see him And they asked me if I would Do a little number And I sang with all my might He said, "Tell me are you a Christian child?" And I said, "Man I am tonight" Walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Put on my blue suede shoes

I was driving down Ninth Avenue As the sky was getting dark Didn't have nothin' else to do So I kept on riding to Battery Park I stepped out in the damp and misty night As the fog was rolling in Man said, "Last boat leaving tonight Is the boat for Ellis Island" As my feet touched solid ground I felt a chill run down my spine I could almost hear the sound Of thousands pushing through the lines Mothers and bewildered wives That sailed across the raging sea Others running for their lives To the land of opportunity Down on Ellis Island "What is this strange paradise?" They must've wondered through their cries and moans After all they've sacrificed Their faith, their families, friends and homes Then on the Inspection Stairs They were counted out or counted in Frozen while the inspectors stared Down on Ellis Island Now me I only stumbled in Just to wander around that empty hall Where someone else's fate had been Decided in no time at all And cases filled with hats and clothes And the belongings of those who journeyed far They're strange reminders I suppose Of where we're from and who we are But as the boat pulled off the shore I could see the fog was lifting And lights I never seen before Were shining down on Ellis Island Shining down on Ellis Island