Richard Thompson

Oh she dressed in the dark
And she whispered Amen
She was pretty in pink like a young girl again
Twenty years married
But she never thought twice
She sneaked out the door and walked into the night
And silver wings carried her over the sea
>From the west coast of Ireland to west Tennesee
To be with her sweetheart
She left everything
>From Galway to Graceland to be with the King
She was humming "Suspicion"
That's the song she liked best
She had "Elvis I love you" tatooed on her breast
They landed in Memphis
Her heart beat so fast
She'd dreamed for so long, now she'd see him at last
She was down by his graveside day after day
Come closing time they would drag her away
To be with her sweetheart
She left everything
>From Galway to Graceland to be with the King
Solo
They came in the thousands
>From the whole human race
To pay their respects at his last resting place
Ah but blindly she knealt there
And she told him her dreams
And she thought that he answered, or that's how it seemed
And they dragged her away, it was handcuffs this time
She said my dear man, "Are you out of your mind?"
Can't you see that we're married?
I'm wearing his ring
I've come from Galway to Graceland to be with the King
>From Galway to Graceland to be with the King