Elvis Presley Blues (2) by Gillian Welch
GILLIAN WELCH - Elvis Presley Blues (2) guitar tab
Elvis Presley Blues
Gillian Welch
From Time The Revelator
Written by Welch/Rawlings
Tabbed by Edward Montano
Capo 7 - All finger picked
Picking pattern relative to capo
G Em C
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B|-------0-------0-------0-| B|-------0-------0-------0-| B|-------1-------1-------0-|
G|---0-------0-------0-----| G|---0-------0-------0-----| G|---0-------0-------0-----|
D|-------------------------| G|-------------------------| G|-------------------------|
A|-------------------------| G|-------------------------| G|-3-----------------------|
E|-3-----------------------| E|-0-----------------------| E|-------------------------|
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
Just a country boy, that combed his hair,
C G
And put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air.
Em G
And he shook it like a chorus girl.
Em G
And he shook it like a Harlem queen.
Em G
And he shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,
C G
Like you'd never seen, like you'd never seen. Never seen.
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
Now they took it all out of black and white,
C G
Grabbing one in the other hand and he held on tight,
Em G
And he shook it like a hurricane.
Em G
And he shook it like to make it break.
Em G
And he shook it like a holy roller, baby,
C G
With his soul at stake, soul at stake.
Soul at stake, soul at stake.
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
He was all alone, in a long decline,
C G
Thinking' how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died.
Em G
When he shook it and he rang like silver,
Em G
And he shook it and he shine like gold,
Em G
And he shook it and he beat that steam drill,
C G
Well bless my soul, bless my soul.
And he shook it and he beat that steam drill,
Well bless my soul, what's wrong with me?
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
I was thinking that night about Elvis,
Day that he died,
Day that he died.
G
Just a country boy that combed his hair,
C G
And put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air.
Em G
And he shook it like a chorus girl.
Em G
And he shook it like a Harlem queen.
Em G
And he shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,
C G
Like you'd never seen, never seen.
G
Like you'd never seen, never seen.
G
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