Omaggi Musicali Ad Elvis Presley

[hurt]

WHO DID THEY THINK HE WAS?? - CONWAY TWITTY





A child was born in Tupelo
In 1935
I'm grateful for his music
It forever changed my life.
Oh, I loved, love me tender
And how that boy could sing
But when he died I wondered why
Millions called him King.
Tell me, who did they think
Who did they think He was?
Who did they think
Who did they think He was?
The whole world bowed and prayed
But it only made me say
Who did they think
Who did they think He was?

He was born in Massachussetts
In 1917
The second son of an Irishman
Oh, we all loved Kennedy.
He was brave and strong and handsome
A helluva a president
But when he died
Millions cried like he was heaven sent.
Tell me who did they think
Who did they think He was?
Who did they think
Who did they think he was?
The whole world bowed and prayed
But it only made me say
Who did they think
Who did they think He was?

There was a child of heaven
Born in Bethelem
Just a simple carpenter
With worn and callused hands.
Oh, he healed the heart of many
So they nailed him to a tree
With no one left to mourn his death
But the women at his feet.
Crying, Who did they think
Who did they think He was
Who did they think
Who did they think He was?
There was no one left to grieve
But the women at his feet
Crying, who did they think
Who did they think He was?
Who did they think
Who did they think He was?...

[Lisa]

Bellissima questa canzone! Fa riflettere...

LISA

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Nobody Knows I'm Elvis - Waylon Jennings






Well, I nearly got caught at a Burger King
And a couple of times on a plane
I thought I was safe from detection
With all of the weight I had gained.

But walking around in a jumpsuit
That didn't work worth a damn
So I bought me some Levi's and grew me a beard
And you'll never guess who I am.

Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me
After all of my tries I've got the perfect disguise
And I'm who I want to be
Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me.

Bet you thought I was ol' Waylon
With all of my rugged good looks
Swagger and walk, body and soul
I bet he had what it took.

I've always envied his singing
The way he played a guitar
Black vest and hat, that's where it's at
That's what I call a star.

Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me
After all of my tries I've got the perfect disguise
And I'm who I want to be
Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me.

I want to show you Graceland
Baby, that's where you ought to be
I'll give you a call but let's keep it all
Somewhere between you and me.

Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me
After all of my tries I've got the perfect disguise
And I'm who I want to be
Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me...



N.B. Non solo Waylon Jennings ed Elvis si conoscevano, ma la canzone Just Because You Ask Me Too è stata scritta proprio da questo artista country

[Lisa]

Con questa canzone ha voluto fare un po' lo spiritoso
Guardandolo e sentendogli dire "Nobody Knows I'm Elvis", gli direi "Eh...ne devi mangiare ancora di piatti di pasta, prima di diventare come Elvis!"

LISA

[Lesterlong]

u2 a room at the heartbreak hotel



From where I stand
I can see thrugh you
From where you're sitting, pretty one
I know it got to you

I see the stars in your eyes
You want the truth, but you need the lies
Like Judy Garland, like Valentino
You give your life for rock n' roll
Uh huh

Stand, we're on a landslide of love
You got everything you want
But what you need you give away

For primitive love
And a ride on the mistery train
A primitive love
A room at the Heart...
The Heartbreak Hotel
A room at the Heartbreak
Heartbreak Hotel
A room at the Heartbreak
Heartbreak Hotel

You say it's love, it's not the money
You let them suck your life out like honey
Turning tricks, you're on the street
Selling your kisses so bittersweet

[Gospel voices]

A primitive love
A and a ride on the mistery train
A primitive love
A room at the Heart
The Heartbreak Hotel

A room at the Heartbreak, the Heartbreak,
The Heartbreak Hotel, Hotel

[Lesterlong]

questa canzone nella lista "Fight The Power"-Public Enemy

non credo proprio sia un omaggio al king ma una critica razzista su di lui cantanta da due stronzetti