Elvis Presley Blues - Gillian Welch

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Elvis Presley Blues
by: Gillian Welch
Capo 7

[Verse]
    
I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died
    
I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died
    
Just a country

 boy that comb

ed his hair
             
And put on a s

              
hirt his mothe

           
r made and wen

t on the air
            
And he shook i

              
t like a choru

       
s girl
            
And he shook i

              
t like a Harle

        
m queen
            
He shook it li

              
ke a midnight 

        
rambler, baby,
             
Like you never

         
 seen

[Verse]
   
I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died
   
I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died

How he took it

 all out of bl

ack and white
             
Grabbed his wa

              
nd in the othe

         
r hand and he 

held on tight
            
And he shook i

              
t like a hurri


cane
            
He shook it li

              
ke to make it 


break
            
And he shook i

              
t like a holy 


roller, baby
             
With his soul 

          
at stake, with

 his soul at s

take

[Verse]

I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died

I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died

He was all alo

ne in a long d

ecline
             
Thinking how h

              
appy John Henr

              
y was that he 


fell down and 

died
            
When he shook 

              
it and he rang

      
 like silver
            
He shook it an

              
d he shine lik

  
e gold
            
He shook it an

              
d he beat that

       
 steam drill, 

baby
             
Well bless my 

      
soul, bless my

 soul

[Bridge]

Well bless my 

soul

[Verse]

I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died

I was thinking

 that night ab

out Elvis
             
Day that he di

              
ed, day that h

  
e died

Just a country

 boy that comb

ed his hair
             
Put on a shirt

              
 his mother ma

          
de and he went

 on the air
            
And he shook i

         
t like a choru

s girl
            
He shook it li

            
ke a Harlem qu

een
            
He shook it li

              
ke a midnight 


rambler, baby
             
Like he never 

           
seen, like he 

             
never seen, li

              
ke he never se

  
en

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