Black Velvet
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell,Jimmy Rodgers on the Victrola up highMama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder,The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky.
The boy could sing, knew how to move ev'rything,Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
Black velvet and that little boy smile,Black velvet with that slow southern style,A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,Black velvet if you please.
Up in Memphis the music's like a heat waveWhite Lightnin' bound to drive you wild,Mama's baby's in the heart of ev'ry school girl,Love Me Tender leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle.
The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true,Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
Black velvet and that little boy smile,Black velvet and that slow southern style,A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,Black velvet if you please.
Ev'ry word of ev'ry song that he sang was for you,In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon,What could you do?
Black velvet and that little boy smile,Black velvet in that slow southern style,A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,Black velvet if you please,If you please, If you please, if you please...