Gates of Graceland

Left on a side-street in Memphis,

And I ain’t got nothin’ at all

I might be happy in Memphis,

If I had somebody to call.

Chorus:

Don’t leave me stranded:

I’ve been a stray for too long.

Now, all I’m asking;

Won’t you come back for me?

All of my pockets are empty,
And there ain’t much I’ve ever owned.
Pick up a coin on the sidewalk,
But the river is calling my loan.

Flow big river;
Hide all the lives you have lost.
Flow big river;
Are you waiting for me?

Outside the gates, I see Graceland;
Guess I don’t have that far to fall.
I’ll never have nothin’ like Graceland,
But I wrote my name on the wall.

Hey, big river,
Let me become all you are.
Hey big river.
Won’t you slow down for me?

image by J.F. Rawls

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