Intro: Ex4 bars
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The Mississippi Delta was shining
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Like a National guitar
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I am following the river
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Down the highway
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Through the cradle of the civil war
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I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
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In Memphis Tennessee
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I'm going to Graceland
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Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
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And we are going to Graceland
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My traveling companion is nine years old
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He is the child of mv first marriage
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But I've reason to believe
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We both will be received In Graceland
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She comes back to tell me she's gone
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As if I didn't know that
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As if I didn't know my own bed
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As if I'd never noticed
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The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
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And she said losing love
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Is like a window in your heart
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Everybody sees you're blown apart
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Everybody sees the wind blow
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I'm going to Graceland
Memphis Tennessee
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I'm going to Graceland
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Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
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And we are going to Graceland
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My traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets
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I'm looking at ghosts and empties
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But I've reason to believe
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We all will be received In Graceland
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There is a girl in New York City
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Who calls herself the human trampoline
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And sometimes when I'm falling, flylng
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Or tumbling in turmoil I say
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Oh, so this is what she means
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She means we're bouncing into Graceland
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And I see losing love
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Is like a window in your heart
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Everybody sees you're blown apart
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Everybody feels the wind blow
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In Graceland, in Graceland
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I'm going to Graceland
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For reasons I cannot explain
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There's some part of me wants to see
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Graceland
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And I may be obliged to defend
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Every love, every ending
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Or maybe there's no obligations now
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Maybe I've a reason to believe
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We all will be received
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In Graceland
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