The Nigel Purcell Trio - Elvis lives (Remastered)

I walked the drive
During the fall
Felt kind of strange
Here at the door
Elated as we
Wait our turn
Yet so sombre
As we emerge
Into the hallways
And the rooms
Looking at
Everything on view
We walk outside into
The gloom

I spent some time at
The grave side
I remember when
The king died
I turned around
Reached in my bag
I didn't see the
The things I had
I took the shots
And walked away
And as I left his
Resting place
I took the film rolls
To the lab
Lab
Rolls to the lab
Lab

The woman at the desk
Supplied
The pictures that I took
She strangely smiled
I wondered why
I took them home
Then all alone
In the last one
The window shot
In my hands
Oh my God
Oh my God

In the window
I could make out
Could it be him
But it could not
That black hairstyle
Those kooky shades
It should be wrong
But there's no mistake
Here in my hands
There is the proof
That these rumours
They could be true
The afterlife
What's right or wrong
I ain't got a clue

Written by:
Andrew Purcell, Nigel Ratcliffe

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