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Gillian Welch - Elvis Presley Blues

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Published on Nov 1, 2008

Gillian Welch and partner/Producer David Rawlings perform at St Lukes for the BBC Four Sessions in 2007.

This song was written by Welch/Rawlings for their 2001 album Time (The Relevator).

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Comments • 165

0ldfinger
Beyond perfect, this is a work of art.
John Strong
Friggin killer song.
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I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died Just a country boy that combed his hair And put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air And he shook it like a chorus girl And he shook it like a Harlem Queen He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby Like you never seen, like you never seen, never seen I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, 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 He shook it like to make it break And he shook it like a holy roller, baby With his soul at stake, with his soul at stake, soul at stake I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died He was all alone in a long decline Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died When he shook it and he rang like silver He shook it and he shine like gold He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well bless my soul, well bless my soul He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well bless my soul, what's wrong with me? I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died Just a country boy that combed his hair Put on a shirt his mother made and he went on the air And he shook it like a chorus girl He shook it like a Harlem Queen He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby Like he never seen, never seen, like he never seen, never seen
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Dave Lynn
20 people just don't have a clue. I pity the fools. This is high class blue grass, baby!!!!
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rukeyser
First time I heard this it felt like a miracle - like all that stuff, all that history of race and music, all that tender comprehension and compassion- somebody who can sing packed all of that into a short easy-gained song ? So deft and swift and the harmonies so sweet & blue? You could build a class around the fit of language to story. A jewel.
Andrew Leibs
Simply beyond praise.
larry le roux
This is a profound song , it' expresses the grist of what Elvis did . Stripped down to the shining glorious bones . If you love Elvis you cannot be moved by this cutting deep beautiful tribute . It's the hook that catches in your throat . Sublime , does not diminish after many listens . Thankyou Dankie
Ws Johnston
"....Took it all outa black and white...."
Tomm Gundal
This song turned my scorn over Elvis' death into empathy. (he was all alone in a long decline)
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Steve Machin
Perfection is rarely achieved. And live too. This does.
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