Bruce Springsteen Walking In Memphis Lyrics

Walking In Memphis Lyrics

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 boy 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

Then I watched him walk right through

Now security they did not see him



They just hovered 'round his tomb

But there's a pretty little thing

Waiting for the King

Down in the Jungle Room



Then 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?



They've got catfish on the table, they've got gospel in the air

And Reverend Green, be glad to see you

When you haven't got a prayer?

But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis



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



And I sang with all my might

And she said, '€œTell me, are you a Christian child?"

And I said "Ma'am, 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 and I boarded the plane

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