He Was The King
(Okay, we're gonna start with a... Uh...
Start with an F. Just ride in on the F.
Maybe that's a good way to start.
Or maybe the D. Whaddya think, Ben?
- Uh, the F sounds good...
- Just like a...)
The last time I saw Elvis
He was shooting at a colour TV
The phones were ringing in the pink motel
And the rest is history
He was the King
The last time I saw Elvis
He was singing a gospel song
You could tell he had the feeling
And the whole world sang along
He was the King
The last time I saw Elvis
He was up on the silver screen
Pushing a plough in a black and white movie
And everybody started to scream
Yes, he was the King
The last time I saw Elvis
It was some kind of Vegas dream
Spotlights flashed on a silver cape
And a blue-haired lady screamed
He was the King
The last time I saw Elvis
He was fronting a three-piece band
Rocking on the back of a flatbed truck
With an old guitar in his hand
He was the King
The last time I saw Elvis
The last time I saw Elvis
He was riding in a pink Cadillac
Wind was blowing through his hair
And he never did look back
He was the King
Thank you very much
The last time I saw Elvis
He was singing that gospel song
You could tell that he had the feeling
And the whole world sang along
He was the King
He was the King
He was the King
Falado :
(- Elvis has left the arena
- But he was rocking while he was getting out.
- Oh, man, you blew me right outta my seat when you said,
"Thank you very much." I almost stopped playing!
- "Thank you very much." etc.)
Ele Era o Rei
(Beleza, vamos começar com um... Uh...
Começar com um F. Apenas entre no F.
Talvez seja uma boa forma de começar.
Ou talvez o D. O que você acha, Ben?
- Uh, o F parece bom...
- Só como um...)
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Ele estava atirando na TV colorida
Os telefones tocavam no motel rosa
E o resto é história
Ele era o Rei
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Ele estava cantando uma canção gospel
Dava pra ver que ele sentia
E o mundo todo cantava junto
Ele era o Rei
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Ele estava na tela prateada
Arando em um filme preto e branco
E todo mundo começou a gritar
Sim, ele era o Rei
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Era um tipo de sonho em Vegas
Os holofotes brilhavam em uma capa prateada
E uma mulher de cabelo azul gritou
Ele era o Rei
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Ele estava na frente de uma banda de três
Agitando na caçamba de um caminhão
Com uma velha guitarra na mão
Ele era o Rei
A última vez que vi o Elvis
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Ele estava dirigindo um Cadillac rosa
O vento soprava em seu cabelo
E ele nunca olhou pra trás
Ele era o Rei
Muito obrigado
A última vez que vi o Elvis
Ele estava cantando aquela canção gospel
Dava pra ver que ele sentia
E o mundo todo cantava junto
Ele era o Rei
Ele era o Rei
Ele era o Rei
Falado :
(- Elvis saiu da arena
- Mas ele estava arrasando enquanto saía.
- Oh, cara, você me tirou do sério quando disse,
"Muito obrigado." Quase parei de tocar!
- "Muito obrigado." etc.)