The day that Elvis Presley died It hurt so much she could not cry She played his records through the night Until she was so tired
He's always there to dry her tears When nobody else is And then she says she loves it when he sings like Elvis
And when she's lonesome late at night Another (...) to hold her tight He sings to her 'Till she starts to (...)
He's always there to dry her tears When nobody else is And then she says she loves it when he sings like Elvis
She does not have a wooden heart But when the teardrops slowly start She's all shook up And there's one voice she longs to hear He's always there to still her tears (She loves it when he sings like Elvis)
The day that Elvis Presley died It hurt so much she could not cry But he's always there when nobody else is And then she says she loves him when he sings like Elvis