מילים לשיר King Creole – Elvis Presley

There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
He lays down a beat
With a great big soul
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone, gone, gone
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
like a tommy gun
He bends a string
Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
And "that's all she wrote" He sings a song about a jelly roll
He wails some blues about New Orleans
He sings a song about meat and greens
Well, he plays something evil Then he plays something sweet
You got to get up on your feet No matter what he plays
baby, heaven sakes
When he gets the rockin' fever
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks.