300 Miles From Graceland

Words/Music: Don de Leaumont

Was 104 today, bout the same as yesterday.

It’s about all you can do, is take the heat.

The days are awful long here, the nights are awful bright here

There’s lots of time to write here… when there’s time.

          Nothing much to see here.

          Nothing much to be here.

          Can’t wait till the music gets here

          300 miles from Graceland.

When this circus comes to town, and there’s music all around.

Aint a frown to be found, for a couple hundred miles.

Sometimes it’s like a dream, a special kind of dream.

The kind where I leave this tired town, but it’s for real.

          CHORUS

Lost myself in the song, hope it won’t be too long.

Open up these floodgates, and let me pour on outta here…

          Repeat Verse I – Chorus – OUT.