was a rainy night
The night the king went down,
everybody was crying
It seemed like
Sarnas had surrounded the town
Me, I went to the liquor store
And I bought a bottle of
wine and a bottle of gin
I played his records all night
Drinking with a close, close friend
Now some people say that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
But even in the darkest of night
You can always hear the king's call
You can always hear the king's call
Well, they put him away in
Memphis
Six feet beneath the clay
Everybody was cryin'
Everybody said it was a clay -grey day
Me, I went to the liquor store
And I bought another bottle of wine
In another bottle of gin
I played his records all night
And I got drunk all over again
Now some people say that ain't right
And some people say not that at all
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's
call
I wonder if you're
lonesome tonight
I'd rather go on
hearing you lie
Than to go on living without you
Some people say that ain't right
And some people say nothin' at all
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
Ah, you could always hear the
king's call
I cried the night the king
died
Cry, then let the king
die
You could always hear the
king's call
Cry, then let the king
die
You