I was thinkin' that night about Elvis
Baby, like you never seen, never seen
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinkin' that night about Elvis
He shook it like a midnight rambler
And he put on a shirt his mama made, and went on the air
Thinkin' how happy John Henry was
And he shook it like a chorus girl
Day that he died, day that he died
He shook it like to make it break
And he shook it like a holy roller
He shook it and it shined like gold
Day that he died, day that he died
That he fell down and died
Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight
Alright, shake it
When he shook it and it rang like silver
Baby, well bless my soul, bless my soul
How he took it all out of black and white
Just a country boy that combed his hair
He was all alone in a long decline
I was thinkin' that night about Elvis
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it and he beat that steam drill
Baby, with his soul at stake, his soul at stake
And he shook it like a hurricane
