Elvis Presley Blues Tom Jones

I was thinking that night about Elvis
The day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
The day that he died, day that he died

Just a country boy that combed his hair
He put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
Yeah, he shook it like a Harlem Queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby
Like you never seen, you never seen

I was thinking that night about Elvis
The day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
The day that he died, the day that he died

How he took it all out of black and white
Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight
And he shook it like a hurricane
Yeah, he shook it, 'bout to make it break
He shook it like a holy roller, baby
With his soul at stake, his soul at stake

I was thinking that night about Elvis
The day that he died, day that he died
Yeah, I was thinking that night about Elvis
The day that he died, day that he died