| The mississippi delta was shining |
| Like a national guitar |
| I am following the river |
| Down the highway |
| Through the cradle of the civil war |
| IЂ™m going to graceland |
| Graceland |
| In memphis tennessee |
| IЂ™m going to graceland |
| Poorboys and pilgrims with families |
| And we are going to graceland |
| My traveling companion is nine years old |
| He is the child of my first marriage |
| But IЂ™ve reason to believe |
| We both will be received |
| In graceland |
| She comes back to tell me sheЂ™s gone |
| As if I didnЂ™t know that |
| As if I didnЂ™t know my own bed |
| As if IЂ™d never noticed |
| The way she brushed her hair from her forehead |
| And she said losing love |
| Is like a window in your heart |
| Everybody sees youЂ™re blown apart |
| Everybody sees the wind blow |
| IЂ™m going to graceland |
| Memphis tennessee |
| IЂ™m going to graceland |
| Poorboys and pilgrims with families |
| And we are going to graceland |
| And my traveling companions |
| Are ghosts and empty sockets |
| IЂ™m looking at ghosts and empties |
| But IЂ™ve reason to believe |
| We all will be received |
| In graceland |
| There is a girl in new york city |
| Who calls herself the human trampoline |
| And sometimes when IЂ™m fallingflying |
| Or tumbling in turmoil I say |
| Ohso this is what she means |
| She means weЂ™re bouncing into graceland |
| And I see losing love |
| Is like a window in your heart |
| Everybody sees youЂ™re blown apart |
| Everybody sees the wind blow |
| In gracelandin graceland |
| IЂ™m going to graceland |
| For reasons I cannot explain |
| ThereЂ™s some part of me wants to see |
| Graceland |
| And I may be obliged to defend |
| Every loveevery ending |
| Or maybe thereЂ™s no obligations now |
| Maybe IЂ™ve a reason to believe |
| We all will be received |
| In graceland |