From Galway to Graceland

This is a lovely song that tells of a woman’s fascination with or was it love for Elvis.  She walked out of her home in search of her dream.  A long journey, a troubled soul but there’s determination there too.  The “High Kings” version is lovely – so too Seán Keane’s.  Hope the High Kings don’t mind my sharing their talents here!  Really want to see these in concert and am disappointed that I missed them in Castlebar.  Another time, please God.  

LYRICS by R. Thompson

Oh she dressed in the dark
And she whispered amen
She was pretty in pink
Like a young girl again
Twenty years married
And she never thought twice
She sneaked out the door
And walked into the night
And silver wings carried her
Over the sea
From the west coast of Ireland
To West Tennessee
To be with her sweetheart,
Oh she left everything
From Galway to Graceland to be with the king

She was humming Suspicion,
That’s the song she liked best
She had Elvis I Love You
Tattooed on her breast
When they landed in Memphis,
Well, her heart beat so fast
She’d dreamed for so long,
Now she’d see him at last
She was down by his graveside
Day after day
Come closing time they
Would pull her away
Ah to be with her sweetheart,
Oh she’d left everything
From Galway to Graceland to be with the king

Ah, they came in their thousands
From the whole human race
To pay their respects
At his last resting place
But blindly she knelt there
And she told him her dreams
And she thought that he answered
Or that’s how it seems
Then they dragged her away
It was handcuffs this time
She said “my good man are you out of your mind?”
Don’t you know that we’re married?
See, I’m wearing his ring.
From Galway to Graceland to be with the king.
I come From Galway to Graceland to be with the king.

One Comment:

  1. I love that song. What a story – sad but filled with meaning. We can only hope she was glad she made the journey and that she found peace again with her husband of twenty years. I wonder did he like Elvis???

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