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Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley is, of course, the acknowledged King of contemporary music. Whichever version of The King we choose to remember, whether it's the dynamic, gyrating upstart who took the world by storm in 1956, the charismatic and underrated actor who appeared in over 30 successful feature films or the extraordinary stage presence that was his Las Vegas live performances in the Seventies, it's clear there was and will only ever be one "King".
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Rock A Hula Baby
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ben Weisman
Dolores Fuller
Fred Wise
THEMES
Body
Love
Places
Clothing/Apparel
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Rock
YEAR
1962
(Rock a hula)-Band
The way she moves her hips up to her fingertips
I feel I'm heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say
She really moves her grass around
RRRAAAA a hula-baby rraaaa
a hula-baby got a hula lulu from Honolulu
Thats rock-a-hula baby of mine
(rock a hula) -backround
Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
But all she wants to do is dance
RRRAAAA a hula-baby rraaaa
a hula-baby got a hula lulu from Honolulu
Thats rock-a-hula baby of mine
(ROCK, A hula-baby rock "repeated) -backround
RRRAAAA a hula-baby rraaaa
a hula-baby got a hula lulu from Honolulu
Thats rock-a-hula baby of mine
WELL A ROCK A HULA-BABY OF MI-INE!!!!
The way she moves her hips up to her fingertips
I feel I'm heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say
She really moves her grass around
RRRAAAA a hula-baby rraaaa
a hula-baby got a hula lulu from Honolulu
Thats rock-a-hula baby of mine
(rock a hula) -backround
Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
But all she wants to do is dance
RRRAAAA a hula-baby rraaaa
a hula-baby got a hula lulu from Honolulu
Thats rock-a-hula baby of mine
(ROCK, A hula-baby rock "repeated) -backround
RRRAAAA a hula-baby rraaaa
a hula-baby got a hula lulu from Honolulu
Thats rock-a-hula baby of mine
WELL A ROCK A HULA-BABY OF MI-INE!!!!
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Rubberneckin'
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Dory Jones
THEMES
Names
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1969
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
Some people say I\'m wastin\' time, but they don\'t really know.
I like what I see, I see what I like yeah, it gives me such a glow.
First thing in the mornin\', last thing at night.
I look, stare, everywhere, and I see everything in sight.
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
People say I\'m wasting time yeah, but I don\'t really care.
I see what I like, I like what I see yeah, it gives me such a glow.
Sittin\' on the back porch, all by myself.
Along came Mary Jane, and with somebody else.
Stop, look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, that\'s alright with me.
Stop, look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, that\'s alright with me.
Stop!
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
Some people say I\'m wastin\' time, but they don\'t really know.
I like what I see, I see what I like yeah, it gives me such a glow.
First thing in the mornin\', last thing at night.
I look, stare, everywhere, and I see everything in sight.
Stop! Look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, but that\'s alright with me.
People say I\'m wasting time yeah, but I don\'t really care.
I see what I like, I like what I see yeah, it gives me such a glow.
Sittin\' on the back porch, all by myself.
Along came Mary Jane, and with somebody else.
Stop, look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, that\'s alright with me.
Stop, look and listen baby, that\'s my philosophy.
It\'s called rubberneckin\' baby, that\'s alright with me.
Stop!
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Run On
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
Places
Time
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1967
Well you may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back-biter
Tell them God almighty's gonna cut them down
Stop God almighty let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee
My God spoke and he spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what he said
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back-biter
Tell them God almighty's gonna cut them down
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour's eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you saw
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour's wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you'll sneak up and knock on that door
That's all brother you'll knock no more
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler,the back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back-biter
Tell them God almighty's gonna cut them down
Stop God almighty let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee
My God spoke and he spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what he said
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back-biter
Tell them God almighty's gonna cut them down
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour's eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you saw
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour's wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you'll sneak up and knock on that door
That's all brother you'll knock no more
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty's gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, the rambler,the back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
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Sand Castles
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
David Hess
Herb Goldberg
THEMES
Country/Nature
Animals
GENRES
Latin
Pop
YEAR
1965
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
And for every child on the beach that day
Stands a castle tall and proud
And the warm wind crawls through the castle walls
And the nightfolk wake as the warm wind calls
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
Then the fiddler crab plays his violin
On the back of a dancing whale
While the mermaid sing to the shell they bring
And the dragon leads with his sweeping tail
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
For the rosy dawn
Brings the children on to the beach that's bright and new
And the nightfolk know as the castles grow
They will play once more as the children do
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
And for every child on the beach that day
Stands a castle tall and proud
And the warm wind crawls through the castle walls
And the nightfolk wake as the warm wind calls
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
Then the fiddler crab plays his violin
On the back of a dancing whale
While the mermaid sing to the shell they bring
And the dragon leads with his sweeping tail
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
For the rosy dawn
Brings the children on to the beach that's bright and new
And the nightfolk know as the castles grow
They will play once more as the children do
At night
When the sky is still
When the south wind blows
And the air is warm
There's a world that's born
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Santa Bring My Baby Back To Me
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Aaron Schroeder
Claude Demetrius
THEMES
Christmas/Seasonal
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Blues
YEAR
1957
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me
Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
I don't need a lot of presents
To make my Christmas bright
I just need my baby's arms
Wound around me tight
Uh-ho, Santa hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
The Christmas tree is ready
The candles all aglow
But with my Baby far away
What good is mistletoe
Uh-ho, Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
Please make these reindeer hurry
Well the time is drawing near
It sure won't seem like Christmas
Unless my Baby's here
Don't fill my sock with candy
Or no bright and shiny toy
You wanna make me happy
And fill my heart with joy
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
Please make these reindeer hurry
Well the time is drawing near
It sure won't seem like Christmas
Unless my Baby's here
Don't you fill my sock with candy
Or no bright and shiny toy
You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me
Santa, bring my Baby back)
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
I don't need a lot of presents
To make my Christmas bright
I just need my baby's arms
Wound around me tight
Uh-ho, Santa hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
The Christmas tree is ready
The candles all aglow
But with my Baby far away
What good is mistletoe
Uh-ho, Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
Please make these reindeer hurry
Well the time is drawing near
It sure won't seem like Christmas
Unless my Baby's here
Don't fill my sock with candy
Or no bright and shiny toy
You wanna make me happy
And fill my heart with joy
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me)
Please make these reindeer hurry
Well the time is drawing near
It sure won't seem like Christmas
Unless my Baby's here
Don't you fill my sock with candy
Or no bright and shiny toy
You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
(Santa, bring my Baby back to me
Santa, bring my Baby back)
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
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Santa Claus Is Back In Town
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
THEMES
Weather
Time
Christmas/Seasonal
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Blues
YEAR
1957
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You're gonna see me comin' in a big black cadillac
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town
Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You're gonna see me comin' in a big black cadillac
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town
Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town
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Santa Lucia
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Country/Nature
Colours
Transport
GENRES
Easy Listening
YEAR
1965
Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento.
Placida e l'onda, prospero e il vento.
Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento.
Placida e l'onda, prospero e il vento.
Venite all'agile barchetta mia,
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
Placida e l'onda, prospero e il vento.
Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento.
Placida e l'onda, prospero e il vento.
Venite all'agile barchetta mia,
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
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Scratch My Back
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Florence Kaye
THEMES
Body
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
YEAR
1965
One good turn deserves another
Be my love, I'll be your lover
Its all part of natures laws
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch yours
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack
Lets get rid of our itch together
Joy they say is in the giving
Come on give, make life worth living
Your welfare is my concern
Do a favour for me, I'll do one in return
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack
Lets get rid of our itch together
Scratch me now a little lower
What a feeling do it slower
Thats it, you're getting hot
Well, I gotta admit, you just hit the spot
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack
Lets get rid of our itch together
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back.
Be my love, I'll be your lover
Its all part of natures laws
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch yours
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack
Lets get rid of our itch together
Joy they say is in the giving
Come on give, make life worth living
Your welfare is my concern
Do a favour for me, I'll do one in return
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack
Lets get rid of our itch together
Scratch me now a little lower
What a feeling do it slower
Thats it, you're getting hot
Well, I gotta admit, you just hit the spot
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack
Lets get rid of our itch together
If you'll scratch my back
Then I'll scratch your back.
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See See Rider
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Love
Time
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Blues
YEAR
1970
I said see, see, see rider
Oh, see what you have done
I said see, see, see rider
Oh, see what you have done
Oh girl, you made me love you
Now, that your man has come and gone
hear what I say
Well, I'm going away, baby
And I won't be back 'til fall
Well, I'm going away baby
And I won't be back 'til fall
And if I find me a good girl
I won't, I won't be back at all
Hear what I say, I said
See see rider,
Oh see what you have done
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, see what you have done
I said see, see, see rider
Oh, see what you have done
Oh girl, you made me love you
Now, that your man has come and gone
hear what I say
Well, I'm going away, baby
And I won't be back 'til fall
Well, I'm going away baby
And I won't be back 'til fall
And if I find me a good girl
I won't, I won't be back at all
Hear what I say, I said
See see rider,
Oh see what you have done
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Seeing Is Believing
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Glen Spreen
Red West
THEMES
Celebration
Country/Nature
GENRES
R&B/Soul
YEAR
1971
Every time I see the sun rise
Or a mountain that\'s so high
Just by seeing is believing
I don\'t need to question why
When I see a mighty ocean
That rushes to the shore
If I ever had cause to doubt Him
I don\'t doubt Him anymore
Oh seeing, seeing, seeing is believing
And I see him everywhere
In the mountains, in the valley
Yes I know my God is there
Oh, in time I look above me
See the stars that fill the sky
How could there be any question
Only God can reach that high.
Or a mountain that\'s so high
Just by seeing is believing
I don\'t need to question why
When I see a mighty ocean
That rushes to the shore
If I ever had cause to doubt Him
I don\'t doubt Him anymore
Oh seeing, seeing, seeing is believing
And I see him everywhere
In the mountains, in the valley
Yes I know my God is there
Oh, in time I look above me
See the stars that fill the sky
How could there be any question
Only God can reach that high.
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Shake That Tambourine
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Florence Kaye
THEMES
Body
Places
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
YEAR
1965
Shake... the little tambourine
Shake a-ring a jing -jing a-ling
Shake, shake my little dancin' queen
Shake that tambourine, that tambourine
I can hear them dancing, in the marketplace
Swishin' and a-swirlin', in their' silks and lace
Bracelets keep a-clinking, on their' tiny feet
And with their tambourines they keep the beat
Rings on their fingers, bells on their toes
They make music, wherever they go
Pound that little drum now, tap on it with your thumb
Shake, shake the little tambourine
Shake a-ring a-jing-a-ling-a-ling
Shake,shake my little dancin' queen
That tambourine, that tambourine
I heard their talent, open palace doors
Every night they're dancin', on those marble floors
Kings may bow before them, but they'll be my own
Then they'll shake their thing for me alone
Rings on their fingers, bells on their toes
They make music, wherever they go
Pound that little drum now, tap on it with your thumb
Shake, shake the little tambourine
Shake a-ring a-jing-a-ling-a-ling
Shake,shake my little dancin' queen
That tambourine, that tambourine
Shake a-ring a jing -jing a-ling
Shake, shake my little dancin' queen
Shake that tambourine, that tambourine
I can hear them dancing, in the marketplace
Swishin' and a-swirlin', in their' silks and lace
Bracelets keep a-clinking, on their' tiny feet
And with their tambourines they keep the beat
Rings on their fingers, bells on their toes
They make music, wherever they go
Pound that little drum now, tap on it with your thumb
Shake, shake the little tambourine
Shake a-ring a-jing-a-ling-a-ling
Shake,shake my little dancin' queen
That tambourine, that tambourine
I heard their talent, open palace doors
Every night they're dancin', on those marble floors
Kings may bow before them, but they'll be my own
Then they'll shake their thing for me alone
Rings on their fingers, bells on their toes
They make music, wherever they go
Pound that little drum now, tap on it with your thumb
Shake, shake the little tambourine
Shake a-ring a-jing-a-ling-a-ling
Shake,shake my little dancin' queen
That tambourine, that tambourine
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Shake, Rattle And Roll
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Charles E Calhoun
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
Animals
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1955
Get outta that bed, wash your face and hands
Get outta that bed, wash your face and hands
Well, you get in that kitchen, make some noise with the pots 'n pans
Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin' through
Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin' through
I can't believe my eyes, all that mess belongs to you
I believe to the soul you're the devil and now I know
I believe to the soul you're the devil and now I know
Well, the more I work, the faster my money goes
I said shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Well, you won't do right to save your doggone soul
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
Well I can look at you till you ain't no child no more
Ah, shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Well, you won't do right to save your doggone soul
I get over the hill and way down underneath
I get over the hill and way down underneath
You make me roll my eyes, even make me grit my teeth
I said shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Well, you won't do nothin' to save your doggone soul
Shake, rattle and roll!
Get outta that bed, wash your face and hands
Well, you get in that kitchen, make some noise with the pots 'n pans
Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin' through
Way you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin' through
I can't believe my eyes, all that mess belongs to you
I believe to the soul you're the devil and now I know
I believe to the soul you're the devil and now I know
Well, the more I work, the faster my money goes
I said shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Well, you won't do right to save your doggone soul
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store
Well I can look at you till you ain't no child no more
Ah, shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Well, you won't do right to save your doggone soul
I get over the hill and way down underneath
I get over the hill and way down underneath
You make me roll my eyes, even make me grit my teeth
I said shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Shake, rattle and roll, shake, rattle and roll
Well, you won't do nothin' to save your doggone soul
Shake, rattle and roll!
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She's A Machine
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Joy Byers
THEMES
Body
Numbers
Animals
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
YEAR
1966
Well, she's a earthquakin' and hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
She's a mad stalkin', smooth talkin'
Slow walkin' cat, you know what I mean, hey, hey, hey
She'll wrap those arms around you
Like a grizzly bear
She'll kiss you every fifteen minutes
And let you up for air
'Cause she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey, alright
Well, she's a wild movin', smooth groovin'
Clock tickin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
She's a real breezin', rough squeezin'
Hell teasin' cat, you know what I mean, hey, hey, hey
She'll love you lean and like it
Sweet as she can be
Well, she'll make you blow your mind before
You count to one, two, three
'Cause she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
Well, she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
Well, she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey.
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
She's a mad stalkin', smooth talkin'
Slow walkin' cat, you know what I mean, hey, hey, hey
She'll wrap those arms around you
Like a grizzly bear
She'll kiss you every fifteen minutes
And let you up for air
'Cause she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey, alright
Well, she's a wild movin', smooth groovin'
Clock tickin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
She's a real breezin', rough squeezin'
Hell teasin' cat, you know what I mean, hey, hey, hey
She'll love you lean and like it
Sweet as she can be
Well, she'll make you blow your mind before
You count to one, two, three
'Cause she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
Well, she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey
Well, she's a earthquakin', hip shakin'
Soul breakin', love makin' machine, hey, hey, hey.
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She's Not You
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
THEMES
Body
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1962
Her hair is soft and her eyes are oh so blue
She's all the things a girl should be
But she's not you
She knows just how to make me laugh when I feel blue
She's everything a man could want
But she's not you
And when we're dancing
It almost feels the same
I've got to stop myself from
Whispering your name
She even kisses me like you used to do
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
And when we're dancing
It almost feels the same
I've got to stop myself from
Whispering your name
She even kisses me like you used to do
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
She's all the things a girl should be
But she's not you
She knows just how to make me laugh when I feel blue
She's everything a man could want
But she's not you
And when we're dancing
It almost feels the same
I've got to stop myself from
Whispering your name
She even kisses me like you used to do
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
And when we're dancing
It almost feels the same
I've got to stop myself from
Whispering your name
She even kisses me like you used to do
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
And it's just breaking my heart
'Cause she's not you
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Shoppin' Around
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Aaron Schroeder
Roy C. Bennett
Sid Tepper
THEMES
Body
Colours
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1960
You got the huggin'est arms
The thrillin'est eyes
You're just my style
And you're just the right size
Gonna stop
Uh, shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Oh, the very first time
You touched my lips
Took my little red book
And I tore it in bits
Ain't gonna be
Searchin' no more
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Ain't no other dolly I'm wantin' to hold
Hey, hey, baby
I really am sold on you
Ooh, ooh, such a pretty little package
I never did see
Gonna wrap you up and take you home with me
I'm thrilled like never before
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Ain't no other dolly I'm wantin' to hold
Hey, hey, baby
I really am sold on you
Ooh, ooh, such a pretty little package
I never did see
Gonna wrap you up and take you home with me
I'm thrilled like never before
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
I'm gonna stop
Uh shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Uh shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around
The thrillin'est eyes
You're just my style
And you're just the right size
Gonna stop
Uh, shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Oh, the very first time
You touched my lips
Took my little red book
And I tore it in bits
Ain't gonna be
Searchin' no more
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Ain't no other dolly I'm wantin' to hold
Hey, hey, baby
I really am sold on you
Ooh, ooh, such a pretty little package
I never did see
Gonna wrap you up and take you home with me
I'm thrilled like never before
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Ain't no other dolly I'm wantin' to hold
Hey, hey, baby
I really am sold on you
Ooh, ooh, such a pretty little package
I never did see
Gonna wrap you up and take you home with me
I'm thrilled like never before
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
I'm gonna stop
Uh shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Uh shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around
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Shout It Out
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Florence Kaye
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
Happiness
GENRES
R&B/Soul
Pop
YEAR
1965
Everybody listen to me
Put a smile on your face
There's no reason to be gloomy
This world's a wonderful place
So when I say again happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
Hey, there little girl don't be sad
There's such good times to be had
Count your blessings one by one
Life's a ball, after all have some fun
I said, come on get happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
Now there's good feeling you can taste
While there's music life's no waste
While there's great things happening
There's no end to the joy life can bring
I said, come on get happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
As long as there's somebody you can love
As long as bright stars shine above
You've got no reason to be blue
Think what it means when all your dreams come true
I said, come on get happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
I said, now there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
There is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out, shout it out.
Put a smile on your face
There's no reason to be gloomy
This world's a wonderful place
So when I say again happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
Hey, there little girl don't be sad
There's such good times to be had
Count your blessings one by one
Life's a ball, after all have some fun
I said, come on get happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
Now there's good feeling you can taste
While there's music life's no waste
While there's great things happening
There's no end to the joy life can bring
I said, come on get happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
As long as there's somebody you can love
As long as bright stars shine above
You've got no reason to be blue
Think what it means when all your dreams come true
I said, come on get happy, shout it out
Yeah, get happy now shout it out
Well, there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
I said, now there is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out
There is no doubt you've a lot to shout about
Give a yell life is swell shout it out, shout it out.
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Signs Of The Zodiac
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ben Weisman
Buddy Kaye
THEMES
Names
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1969
Tony is a Capricorn, a leader of men
And he has a kinda stubborn streak
But when it comes to the opposite sex
Tony's kinda shy and weak
Oh, but he can be hot stuff
See the look on his face
If you want a wedding
It's him you've gotta chase
Uh, uh, uh
Signs of the zodiac, signs of the zodiac
The future is in those little signs of the zodiac
Michael is a Scorpio; he can't make up his mind
Poor boy he can't decide at all
He wants one girl and then another
Soon there'll be none left but mother
Oh, but, Michael, that won't do
That just won't do at all
You can't marry your mother
Your mother's much too tall, ha ha, ho ho
Signs of the zodiac, signs of the zodiac
The future is in those little signs of the zodiac
Billy is a Libra, a sign of love
Billy has a one-track mind
He's great in the kitchen and never complains
He's the happily married kind
Help is there in your future if you just look around
You don't know your astrology from a hole in the ground
Signs of the zodiac, signs of the zodiac
The future is in those little signs of the zodiac.
And he has a kinda stubborn streak
But when it comes to the opposite sex
Tony's kinda shy and weak
Oh, but he can be hot stuff
See the look on his face
If you want a wedding
It's him you've gotta chase
Uh, uh, uh
Signs of the zodiac, signs of the zodiac
The future is in those little signs of the zodiac
Michael is a Scorpio; he can't make up his mind
Poor boy he can't decide at all
He wants one girl and then another
Soon there'll be none left but mother
Oh, but, Michael, that won't do
That just won't do at all
You can't marry your mother
Your mother's much too tall, ha ha, ho ho
Signs of the zodiac, signs of the zodiac
The future is in those little signs of the zodiac
Billy is a Libra, a sign of love
Billy has a one-track mind
He's great in the kitchen and never complains
He's the happily married kind
Help is there in your future if you just look around
You don't know your astrology from a hole in the ground
Signs of the zodiac, signs of the zodiac
The future is in those little signs of the zodiac.
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Silent Night
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Christmas/Seasonal
Baby/Children
GENRES
Easy Listening
YEAR
1957
Silent night, holy night.
All is calm, all is bright.
'Round yon virgin mother and child.
Holy infant so tender and mild.
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Silent night, holy night.
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glorious strains from Heaven afar
Heavenly Hosts sing alleluia.
Christ the Saviour is born,
Christ the Saviour is born.
All is calm, all is bright.
'Round yon virgin mother and child.
Holy infant so tender and mild.
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Silent night, holy night.
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glorious strains from Heaven afar
Heavenly Hosts sing alleluia.
Christ the Saviour is born,
Christ the Saviour is born.
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Sing You Children
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Fred Burch
Gerald Nelson
THEMES
Baby/Children
Names
Inspirational
Places
Animals
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1966
Oh Jonah he was desperate
In the belly of the whale
Well Jonah had a plan
He knew he couldn't fail
He raised his head on high
And looking for the sky
And sang his song so pretty
The whale told him goodbye
You got to sing you children sing
Sing you children sing
I only know one thing
Hey, hey, hey
Sing you children sing
Everybody
Sing you children sing
Sing your troubles away
Well Moses said good Lord
Open up these waters for me
So I can get Your children
Across the salty sea
Well the Lord parted the waters
And singing hand in hand
Moses and the children
Walked over to the promised land
You got to sing you children sing
Sing you children sing
I only know one thing
Hey, hey, hey
Sing you children sing
Everybody
Sing you children sing
Sing your troubles away
Oh Joshua had a plan
At the Walls of Jericho
He'd march around those walls
And on his horn he'd blow
That horn would play a tune
And sing a happy song
When Joshua got through
Those walls came tumbling down
You got to sing you children sing
Sing you children sing
I only know one thing
Hey, hey, hey
Sing you children sing
Everybody
Sing you children sing
Sing your troubles away
You got to sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
In the belly of the whale
Well Jonah had a plan
He knew he couldn't fail
He raised his head on high
And looking for the sky
And sang his song so pretty
The whale told him goodbye
You got to sing you children sing
Sing you children sing
I only know one thing
Hey, hey, hey
Sing you children sing
Everybody
Sing you children sing
Sing your troubles away
Well Moses said good Lord
Open up these waters for me
So I can get Your children
Across the salty sea
Well the Lord parted the waters
And singing hand in hand
Moses and the children
Walked over to the promised land
You got to sing you children sing
Sing you children sing
I only know one thing
Hey, hey, hey
Sing you children sing
Everybody
Sing you children sing
Sing your troubles away
Oh Joshua had a plan
At the Walls of Jericho
He'd march around those walls
And on his horn he'd blow
That horn would play a tune
And sing a happy song
When Joshua got through
Those walls came tumbling down
You got to sing you children sing
Sing you children sing
I only know one thing
Hey, hey, hey
Sing you children sing
Everybody
Sing you children sing
Sing your troubles away
You got to sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
Sing your troubles away
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Singing Tree
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
A.C. Solberg
A.L. Owens
THEMES
Love
Country/Nature
Colours
GENRES
Pop
Easy Listening
YEAR
1967
You're the one who beckoned the wind
And fanned the flame when our love began
So don't pretend you don't know me
Our names are carved on you
Singing tree, oh, singing tree sing to me
Call your friend, the roving wind
Maybe he can find my love
And bring her back, singing tree
Your leaves have turned from green to blue
Sometimes I think you loved her too
But since she left and our love died
You stand petrified
Singing tree, oh, sing to me, singing tree
Call your friend the roving wind
Maybe he can find my love
And bring her back, singing tree
Oh, sing to me, singing tree
Call your friend the roving wind
Maybe he can find my love.
And fanned the flame when our love began
So don't pretend you don't know me
Our names are carved on you
Singing tree, oh, singing tree sing to me
Call your friend, the roving wind
Maybe he can find my love
And bring her back, singing tree
Your leaves have turned from green to blue
Sometimes I think you loved her too
But since she left and our love died
You stand petrified
Singing tree, oh, sing to me, singing tree
Call your friend the roving wind
Maybe he can find my love
And bring her back, singing tree
Oh, sing to me, singing tree
Call your friend the roving wind
Maybe he can find my love.
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Slicin' Sand
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Roy C. Bennett
Sid Tepper
THEMES
Body
Country/Nature
Clothing/Apparel
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1961
Take off your shoes, put down your hair
Turn on the music and we'll get somewhere
Dance, dance, dance, 'til your nose gets tan
We're gonna have us a ball on the beach, a-slicin' sand
Hug me a heap, swing me a lot
We got a lot of ocean if it gets too hot
Baby, take my hand
We'll have some real rockin' fun in the sun, a-slicin' sand
Come baby, come
Let's dig some holes
You'll find it's heaven with sand on you soles
Yeah
Slide through to the left, slide to the right
Slash down the middle baby hold me tight
Baby, hold my hand
We'll have some real rockin' fun in the sun, slicin' sand
We'll have some real rockin' fun in the sun, slicin' sand.
Turn on the music and we'll get somewhere
Dance, dance, dance, 'til your nose gets tan
We're gonna have us a ball on the beach, a-slicin' sand
Hug me a heap, swing me a lot
We got a lot of ocean if it gets too hot
Baby, take my hand
We'll have some real rockin' fun in the sun, a-slicin' sand
Come baby, come
Let's dig some holes
You'll find it's heaven with sand on you soles
Yeah
Slide through to the left, slide to the right
Slash down the middle baby hold me tight
Baby, hold my hand
We'll have some real rockin' fun in the sun, slicin' sand
We'll have some real rockin' fun in the sun, slicin' sand.
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Slowly But Surely
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ben Weisman
Sid Wayne
THEMES
Body
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1963
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna wear you down
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna bring you round
To my way of thinking, my way of kissing, my way of lovin'
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
I ain't gonna rush ya', I'll let you meditate
Though I wanna crush ya, my arms will have to wait
I'll just take it easy, so nice and easy, real cool really
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
Oh yeah, I've got a feelin'
I'm not wasting my time
Oh yeah, when you get the message
It's gonna be fine
Slowly but surely, the table's gonna turn
Slowly but surely, your lips are gonna burn
For what you've been missin', my kind of kissin', my kind of lovin'
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
Oh yeah, I've got a feelin'
I'm not wasting my time
Oh yeah, when you get the message
It's gonna be fine
Slowly but surely, the table's gonna turn
Slowly but surely, your lips are gonna burn
For what you've been missin', my kind of kissin', my kind of lovin'
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
I'm gonna make you mine, I'm gonna make you mine.
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna bring you round
To my way of thinking, my way of kissing, my way of lovin'
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
I ain't gonna rush ya', I'll let you meditate
Though I wanna crush ya, my arms will have to wait
I'll just take it easy, so nice and easy, real cool really
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
Oh yeah, I've got a feelin'
I'm not wasting my time
Oh yeah, when you get the message
It's gonna be fine
Slowly but surely, the table's gonna turn
Slowly but surely, your lips are gonna burn
For what you've been missin', my kind of kissin', my kind of lovin'
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
Oh yeah, I've got a feelin'
I'm not wasting my time
Oh yeah, when you get the message
It's gonna be fine
Slowly but surely, the table's gonna turn
Slowly but surely, your lips are gonna burn
For what you've been missin', my kind of kissin', my kind of lovin'
Slowly but surely, I'm gonna make you mine
I'm gonna make you mine, I'm gonna make you mine.
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Smokey Mountain Boy
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Lenore Rosenblatt
Victor Millrose
THEMES
Food and Drink
Country/Nature
Animals
GENRES
Children/Novelty
YEAR
1963
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
The closer and closer I get to home, the more excited I am
Those were the mornings, I'd roll out of bed
Start the day off with a hot corn bread
Smothered in huckleberry jam
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
Close on the trail of a hare
How I long to be with them following the hounds a huntin' again
Gettin' me a big old grizzly bear
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I traveled around and met lots of girls
No matter how many I see
I left some pretty ones behind
I know, back home is where I'll find
The girl whose love is meant for me
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
With the tops of pine, all bending in the wind
And the deep blue sky above.
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
The closer and closer I get to home, the more excited I am
Those were the mornings, I'd roll out of bed
Start the day off with a hot corn bread
Smothered in huckleberry jam
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
Close on the trail of a hare
How I long to be with them following the hounds a huntin' again
Gettin' me a big old grizzly bear
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I traveled around and met lots of girls
No matter how many I see
I left some pretty ones behind
I know, back home is where I'll find
The girl whose love is meant for me
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
With the tops of pine, all bending in the wind
And the deep blue sky above.
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Smorgasbord
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Roy C. Bennett
Sid Tepper
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1966
Some like their women short
Some like them tall
I'll take them any size
'Cause I love them all
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Mmm, some take just apple pie
Some take just cake
I'll take the dish I please
Please the dish I take
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Mmm, some like just southern belles
They got a one track mind
I go for all the belles
Except the wedding kind
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Some like their women short
Some like them tall
I'll take them any size
'Cause I love them all
Mmm, some take just apple pie
Some take just cake
I'll take the dish I please
Please the dish I take.
Some like them tall
I'll take them any size
'Cause I love them all
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Mmm, some take just apple pie
Some take just cake
I'll take the dish I please
Please the dish I take
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Mmm, some like just southern belles
They got a one track mind
I go for all the belles
Except the wedding kind
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Some like their women short
Some like them tall
I'll take them any size
'Cause I love them all
Mmm, some take just apple pie
Some take just cake
I'll take the dish I please
Please the dish I take.
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So Close, Yet So Far
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Joy Byers
THEMES
Body
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
Easy Listening
YEAR
1965
So close, yet so far from paradise
I hold, you in my arms, in paradise
Is mine, then you slip away
Like a child at play, and here am I
So close, yet so far from paradise
When you, are close to me, it's paradise
We kiss, oh my love, paradise
Is mine, then suddenly you're gone from me
Like a floating star, I see, and here am I
So close, yet so far from paradise
I reach out for you, but each time I do
I always find you gone
I know love is new, I'll take care of you
In my arms is where you belong
Just, a step away, are we from paradise
Take my hand, come away, to paradise
My love, I want you close to me
I need you desperately, oh here am I
Waiting for you
Here am I
Praying for you
Here am I, so close, yet so far from paradise.
I hold, you in my arms, in paradise
Is mine, then you slip away
Like a child at play, and here am I
So close, yet so far from paradise
When you, are close to me, it's paradise
We kiss, oh my love, paradise
Is mine, then suddenly you're gone from me
Like a floating star, I see, and here am I
So close, yet so far from paradise
I reach out for you, but each time I do
I always find you gone
I know love is new, I'll take care of you
In my arms is where you belong
Just, a step away, are we from paradise
Take my hand, come away, to paradise
My love, I want you close to me
I need you desperately, oh here am I
Waiting for you
Here am I
Praying for you
Here am I, so close, yet so far from paradise.
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So Glad You're Mine
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Arthur Crudup
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
Love
Country/Nature
Colours
Time
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1956
My baby's long and tall,
She's like a cannonball.
Say, everytime she loves me,
Lordly, you can hear me squall.
She cried, Ooo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
My baby knows just how
To treat me right.
Gives me plenty loving
Morning, noon, and night.
She cried, Ooo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
When my baby does what she does to me,
I climb the highest mountain,
Dive in the deepest sea.
She cried, Ooo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
My baby's lips are red
And sweet like wine,
And when she kisses me,
I get high every time.
She cried, Oo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
She's like a cannonball.
Say, everytime she loves me,
Lordly, you can hear me squall.
She cried, Ooo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
My baby knows just how
To treat me right.
Gives me plenty loving
Morning, noon, and night.
She cried, Ooo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
When my baby does what she does to me,
I climb the highest mountain,
Dive in the deepest sea.
She cried, Ooo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
My baby's lips are red
And sweet like wine,
And when she kisses me,
I get high every time.
She cried, Oo-wee.
I believe I'll change my mind.
She said, "I'm so glad I'm living".
I cried, "I'm so glad you're mine".
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So High
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Inspirational
GENRES
R&B/Soul
YEAR
1966
Well, He's so high (so high you can't get over Him)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
Great God Almighty (you must come in at the door)
Oh well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
He's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I went down in the valley
You know I did over there ever stay
My soul got happy in the valley
You know I stayed right there all day
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I ain't been to heaven but I'm, I'm told
The streets the streets are pearls
You know the mighty mighty
Mighty gates are gold
And He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
He's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
Great God Almighty (you must come in at the door)
Oh well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
He's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I went down in the valley
You know I did over there ever stay
My soul got happy in the valley
You know I stayed right there all day
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I ain't been to heaven but I'm, I'm told
The streets the streets are pearls
You know the mighty mighty
Mighty gates are gold
And He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
He's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
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Soldier Boy
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
David Jones
Theodore Williams
THEMES
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
Easy Listening
YEAR
1960
Soldier boy, why you feel blue
Don't you believe that she will be true?
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
Soldier boy, tell me why do you cry?
When you return she'll rush to your side
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
So prove your love is true
She'll be there to say, "I do"
And if you go sea or land
She'll make you understand
While you're gone oh, try to believe
Her love for you is really for real
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
So prove your love is true
She'll be there to say, "I do"
And if you go sea or land
She'll make you understand
While you're gone oh, try to believe
Her love for you is really for real
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
(Soldier boy)
Don't you believe that she will be true?
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
Soldier boy, tell me why do you cry?
When you return she'll rush to your side
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
So prove your love is true
She'll be there to say, "I do"
And if you go sea or land
She'll make you understand
While you're gone oh, try to believe
Her love for you is really for real
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
So prove your love is true
She'll be there to say, "I do"
And if you go sea or land
She'll make you understand
While you're gone oh, try to believe
Her love for you is really for real
It's written in the book
That she was meant for only you
(Soldier boy)
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Song Of The Shrimp
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Roy C. Bennett
Sid Tepper
THEMES
Places
Colours
Numbers
Animals
GENRES
Children/Novelty
Latin
Pop
YEAR
1962
I saw three shrimp in the water, two were old and gray
I swam a little bit closer and .. I heard the third one say
Goodbye mama shrimp, papa shake my hand
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
He showed his mama and papa, the shrimp newspaper he read
An invitation to all the shrimp and this is what it said
Free ride, New Orleans, stay in grand hotel
Big Creole gal who help you come out of your shell
Big Creole gal who help you come out of your shell
If I should live to be ninety, I will never forget
The little shrimp and the song he sang as he jumped into the net
Goodbye mama shrimp, papa shake my hand
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
I swam a little bit closer and .. I heard the third one say
Goodbye mama shrimp, papa shake my hand
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
He showed his mama and papa, the shrimp newspaper he read
An invitation to all the shrimp and this is what it said
Free ride, New Orleans, stay in grand hotel
Big Creole gal who help you come out of your shell
Big Creole gal who help you come out of your shell
If I should live to be ninety, I will never forget
The little shrimp and the song he sang as he jumped into the net
Goodbye mama shrimp, papa shake my hand
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
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Sound Advice
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Florence Kaye
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1961
Some folks tell you what to do
They think they know more than you
They insist that they're givin' sound advice
But as sure as you're livin'
It ain't sound, it ain't nice
It just doesn't sound like sound advice
Some folks like to be the boss
They get up on their high horse
Oh they say that you're gettin, sound advice
There one thing I'm bettin'
It ain't wise, it ain't nice
You won't like the sound of their advice
Sound advice we're given
Just as sure as your as you're livin'
If your smart you'll think twice
When they start to sound off with advice
Sound advice we're given
Just as sure as your as you're livin'
If your smart you'll think twice
When they start to sound off with advice
Don't listen to their sound advice.
They think they know more than you
They insist that they're givin' sound advice
But as sure as you're livin'
It ain't sound, it ain't nice
It just doesn't sound like sound advice
Some folks like to be the boss
They get up on their high horse
Oh they say that you're gettin, sound advice
There one thing I'm bettin'
It ain't wise, it ain't nice
You won't like the sound of their advice
Sound advice we're given
Just as sure as your as you're livin'
If your smart you'll think twice
When they start to sound off with advice
Sound advice we're given
Just as sure as your as you're livin'
If your smart you'll think twice
When they start to sound off with advice
Don't listen to their sound advice.
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Speedway
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Mel Glazer
Stephen Schlaks
THEMES
Body
Money
Transport
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
YEAR
1967
Take a ton of bolts and steel
A whole lotta sweat, a set of wheels
On the speedway the flag is down, pistons pound
Plenty of engines ripping around on the speedway
Go for the money and lead the pack
Push the throttle and burn the track
Curl and swirl like you doin' a dance
Straight away's comin' and now's your chance
On the speedway, on the speedway, on the speedway
Stoke that pedal down to the floor
As much as you give, the crowd wants more
More, more, more, more, more on the speedway, on the speedway
Take a spin, hit the brakes
A young little girl shivers and shakes on the speedway
Clear the way, comin' through, kiss from your baby
Just pushin' you on the speedway
Go for the money and lead the pack
Push the throttle and burn the track
Curl and swirl like you doin' a dance
The straight away's comin' and now's your chance
On the speedway, on the speedway, on the speedway
Stoke that pedal down to the floor
As much as you give, the crowd wants more
More, more, more, more, more on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway.
A whole lotta sweat, a set of wheels
On the speedway the flag is down, pistons pound
Plenty of engines ripping around on the speedway
Go for the money and lead the pack
Push the throttle and burn the track
Curl and swirl like you doin' a dance
Straight away's comin' and now's your chance
On the speedway, on the speedway, on the speedway
Stoke that pedal down to the floor
As much as you give, the crowd wants more
More, more, more, more, more on the speedway, on the speedway
Take a spin, hit the brakes
A young little girl shivers and shakes on the speedway
Clear the way, comin' through, kiss from your baby
Just pushin' you on the speedway
Go for the money and lead the pack
Push the throttle and burn the track
Curl and swirl like you doin' a dance
The straight away's comin' and now's your chance
On the speedway, on the speedway, on the speedway
Stoke that pedal down to the floor
As much as you give, the crowd wants more
More, more, more, more, more on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway, on the speedway
On the speedway.
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Spinout
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ben Weisman
Darrell Fuller
Sid Wayne
THEMES
Body
Love
Transport
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1966
When her motor's warm, and she's purrin' sweet
Buddy let me warn ya', you're on a one-way street
She'll crowd ya' close, spin your wheels
Then you're gonna know how it feels
To spinout..spinout
Better watch those curves, never let her steer
If she can shake your nerves..boy
She can strip your gears
She'll get your heart, goin' fast
Then she'll let you run out of gas
So spinout...spinout
The road to love is full of, danger signs
Too many guys were lost
Who crossed those double lines
Dont'cha know she's out to prove, she can really score
Never saw parts move, boy
Like that before
To flag you down, that's her goal
Scoot before you lose control
And spinout...spinout!
Buddy let me warn ya', you're on a one-way street
She'll crowd ya' close, spin your wheels
Then you're gonna know how it feels
To spinout..spinout
Better watch those curves, never let her steer
If she can shake your nerves..boy
She can strip your gears
She'll get your heart, goin' fast
Then she'll let you run out of gas
So spinout...spinout
The road to love is full of, danger signs
Too many guys were lost
Who crossed those double lines
Dont'cha know she's out to prove, she can really score
Never saw parts move, boy
Like that before
To flag you down, that's her goal
Scoot before you lose control
And spinout...spinout!
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Spring Fever
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Florence Kaye
THEMES
Body
Country/Nature
Animals
Transport
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1964
A little bird, he told me so, he said come on, get on the go
Open your eyes the sky is full of butterflies
The blossoms on the trees stir up the honey bees
Spring makes my fever right
Spring fever, Spring is here at last
Spring fever, my heart's beating fast
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Well if you feel the wanderlust, just grab a car or hop a bus
In every town there's excitement to be found
So much is happening, don't miss the joy of spring
The world's in love just look around
Spring fever comes to everyone
Spring fever, it's time for fun
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Spring fever, it's Spring fever time
Spring fever, watch that fever climb
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Spring is everywhere.
Open your eyes the sky is full of butterflies
The blossoms on the trees stir up the honey bees
Spring makes my fever right
Spring fever, Spring is here at last
Spring fever, my heart's beating fast
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Well if you feel the wanderlust, just grab a car or hop a bus
In every town there's excitement to be found
So much is happening, don't miss the joy of spring
The world's in love just look around
Spring fever comes to everyone
Spring fever, it's time for fun
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Spring fever, it's Spring fever time
Spring fever, watch that fever climb
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Spring is everywhere.
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Stand By Me
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Inspirational
Country/Nature
GENRES
Soul
Pop
YEAR
1966
When the storms of life are raging
Stand by me
When the storms of life are raging
Stand by me
When the world is tossing me
Like a ship out on the sea
Thou who rulest wind and water
Stand by me
When I'm growing old and feeble
Stand by me
When I'm growing old and feeble
Stand by me
When I do the best I can
And my friends misunderstand
Thou who never lost a battle
Stand by me
Thou who never lost a battle
Stand by me.
Stand by me
When the storms of life are raging
Stand by me
When the world is tossing me
Like a ship out on the sea
Thou who rulest wind and water
Stand by me
When I'm growing old and feeble
Stand by me
When I'm growing old and feeble
Stand by me
When I do the best I can
And my friends misunderstand
Thou who never lost a battle
Stand by me
Thou who never lost a battle
Stand by me.
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Startin' Tonight
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Lenore Rosenblatt
Victor Millrose
THEMES
Names
Places
Time
Numbers
Clothing/Apparel
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1964
Michigan State, M. I. T.
Harvard University
Vassar, Wellesley, Smith and Brown
Shakin' up this here town tonight
Startin' tonight
Have a ball do it all startin' tonight
Grab your partner by the hand,
Spread a blanket on the sand
Three a.m. go for a swim
Clothes and all jump right in
Tonight, startin' tonight
Let out the stops, call the cops, it's all right
'Cuz when the cops have come and gone
You'll just keep carrying on
Don't you worry if you land in jail
We'll forward your mail if you can't make bail
Tonight, startin' tonight
Have a ball do it all startin' tonight
Anything goes, everything goes, startin' tonight
Startin' tonight.
Harvard University
Vassar, Wellesley, Smith and Brown
Shakin' up this here town tonight
Startin' tonight
Have a ball do it all startin' tonight
Grab your partner by the hand,
Spread a blanket on the sand
Three a.m. go for a swim
Clothes and all jump right in
Tonight, startin' tonight
Let out the stops, call the cops, it's all right
'Cuz when the cops have come and gone
You'll just keep carrying on
Don't you worry if you land in jail
We'll forward your mail if you can't make bail
Tonight, startin' tonight
Have a ball do it all startin' tonight
Anything goes, everything goes, startin' tonight
Startin' tonight.
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Starting Today
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Don Robertson
THEMES
Body
Memories/Nostalgia
Time
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
Pop
Easy Listening
YEAR
1961
Starting today
I'm teaching my heart
Not to ache anymore
Just 'cause we're apart
No more will I dream
Of your sweet loving ways
Gonna learn to forget you
Starting today
And when memories haunt me
And the tears starts to flow
I'll just think of the sorrow
You caused me to know
No more for the past
To return will I pray
Gonna live for tomorrow
Starting today
Starting today.
I'm teaching my heart
Not to ache anymore
Just 'cause we're apart
No more will I dream
Of your sweet loving ways
Gonna learn to forget you
Starting today
And when memories haunt me
And the tears starts to flow
I'll just think of the sorrow
You caused me to know
No more for the past
To return will I pray
Gonna live for tomorrow
Starting today
Starting today.
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WRITERS
35 RESULTS
A.C. Solberg
A.L. Owens
Arthur Crudup
Ben Weisman
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Buddy Kaye
Charles E Calhoun
Claude Demetrius
Darrell Fuller
David Hess
David Jones
Doc Pomus
Dolores Fuller
Don Robertson
Dory Jones
Elvis Presley
Florence Kaye
Fred Burch
Fred Wise
Gerald Nelson
Glen Spreen
Herb Goldberg
Jerry Leiber
Joy Byers
Lenore Rosenblatt
Mel Glazer
Mike Stoller
Red West
Roy C. Bennett
Sid Tepper
Sid Wayne
Stephen Schlaks
Theodore Williams
Victor Millrose
