Well I was born into the poor house, played guitar at ten years old
I used to sing for my mama on the front porch then
But I was headed for the Tennessee road
I worked hard, I paid my dues
And when my dear mama died, lord, I cried and I cried
That’s when I started singin’ these blues And these wheels they had me runnin’
Runnin’ for record, running for the money
Starrin’ in the picture show
These wheels, they had me runnin’
Markin’ my time in the pages of history
Rockin’ down a Tennessee roadOh those screaming teens, they like my tight blue jeans
They like to dirty dirty below
They like my blue suede shoes, they like my g.i. blues
They like the way I move my hips real slow
Done my time in the army though they tried to retire me
They couldn’t put out my fire, oh no
Because the 50s were swinging and I was the king
Revolution was burning my soulAnd these wheels, they had me runnin’
Runnin’ for the women, runnin’ for the money
Starrin’ in the picture show
These wheels, they had me runnin’
Markin’ my time in the pages of history
Rockin’ down a Tennessee roadCome on over honey, help me spend my money
Revolution’s gone way beyond me
Ah you look like a lady who once had a baby
My daughter named Lisa Marie
Oh my body is hungry but it just don’t ever feel satisfied
I can’t seem to change with the times, I’m always lookin’ behind
I got a gnawin’ feeling insideAnd these wheels, they got me runnin’
Runnin’ through this mansion, runnin’ from this era
Starrin’ in the late late show
These wheels, they got me runnin’
Runnin’ to my mama, come out of the darkness
Take me off this Tennessee road
Runnin’ to my mama, come out of the darkness
Take me off this Tennessee road

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