Letras
Well, she dressed in the dark
And she whispered, "Amen"
She was pretty in pink
Like a young girl again
Twenty years married
And she didn't think twice
She slipped out of the backdoor
And into the night
And silver wings carried her
Over the sea
From the west coast of Ireland
To West Tennessee
To be with her sweetheart
She left everything
She went from Galway to Graceland
To be with the King
She was humming Suspicion
It's the song she liked best
She had "Elvis, I love you"
Tattooed on her breast
When she landed in Memphis
Her heart beat so fast
She had dreamed for so long
Now she'd see him at last
And she knelt by his graveside
Day after day
And come closing time
They would pull her away
To be with her sweetheart
She left everything
She went from Galway to Graceland
To be with the King
And in the thousands they came
From the whole human race
Just to pay their respects
At his last resting place
And blindly she knelt there
And she showed him her dreams
And she thought that he answered her
That's how it seemed
Then they dragged her away
It was handcuffs this time
She said, "My dear man
Are you out of your mind?
Don't you see that we're married?
See, I'm wearing his ring
I've come from Galway to Graceland
To be with the King"
She went from Galway to Graceland
To be with the King