Lyrics Elvis Blues (Owed to Chickenbutt) - Roger Alan Wade

Elvis Blues (Owed to Chickenbutt)

May gypsies guide your footsteps
And angels wind your watch
Never wrestle with my cousin
When he’s drinkin' scotch
Bait your hook with red worms
Skate in empty pools
Remember vanity is the luxury of fools
And be yourself that’s what you’re good at
Let your soul seep through your skin
When you’re stuck inside a double-wide with the Elvis blues my friend
Dream and read and travel every chance you get
Burn to remember
And learn to forget
Walk away from trouble
Whn it ain’t worth dying for
Run back on the double to settl up the score
And be yourself that’s what you’re good at
Let your soul seep through your skin
When you’re stuck inside a double-wide with the Elvis blues darling
Fill your mind with beauty
And kill your fear with truth
Always do your duty and never explain your tattoos
Hell never tell 'em nothin'
And ask 'um even less
Let 'em think you’re bluffin' dress in pink to make 'um guess
And be yourself that’s what you’re good at
Let your soul seep through your skin
When you’re stuck inside a double-wide with the Elvis blues darling
Easy ain’t worth tryin'
Hard ain’t worth tryin' more
The only tear worth cryin' is true love walking out the door
Darlin' when you fall
Fall face first on your ass
Don’t make yourself small for anyone just know this soon will pass
Now go beyond the shadows
Beyond science and design
Through love and truth and music
Out into the sweet divine
And be yourself that’s what you’re good at
Let your soul seep through your skin
When you’re stuck inside a double-wide with the Elvis blues again
And be yourself that’s what you’re good at
It’s all that matters in the end
Well that, and Willie Nelson, and old Mozart now and then