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Memphis in July is hotter than hell And I still remember the night that I fell Headlong and feet first deep into her Looking back now, it's all just a blur in my mind She was my Graceland. She taught me the blues She was the soul in my blue suede shoes. I can't believe that she let me go We were so close, making love slow Like the Mississippi rolls I walked away had to chase down a dream What I wouldn't be with her again I wrecked that life in a red pick up truck Cause I couldn't see through that think delta dust It was all right there She was my Graceland. She taught me the blues She was the soul in my blue suede shoes. I can't believe that she let me go We were so close, making love slow Like the Mississippi rolls Time is a river Regret is a thief Stealing you soul like a song on Mill Street Now she's gone, oh now she's gone She was my Graceland. She taught me the blues She was the soul in my blue suede shoes. I can't believe that she let me go We were so close, making love slow Like the Mississippi rolls Like the Mississippi rolls |