Ivan Cordeiro's video: The Black Tongued Bells playing JUKIN JOINT

The Black Tongued Bells playing JUKIN' JOINT JUKIN’ JOINT Lyrics and Music by D. Miner (Key – B) I was sittin' in a juke joint in Memphis Tennessee Two ladies at the bar were reminiscing bout the king I said listen up ladies, I bring you good news You know the king ain't dead and I'll be bringing you the proof So I headed to the phone booth, and I made a little call We're gonna settle this matter once and for all Then the door swung open, and in walked "the man" He headed to the stage and he counted off the band CHORUS He got the jukin' joint jukin', Jukin' all night He got the jukin' joint jukin' Jukin' all night I've never been one to eavesdrop, never been one to lie It's been buggin' me for years to keep the secret quiet Why that hole down at Graceland, it's just an empty grave If you don't believe the truth, then tell me who's that on the stage CHORUS He got the jukin' joint jukin', Jukin' all night He got the jukin' joint jukin', Jukin' all night He had heartbreak eyes, and pearly white teeth Hound-dog moves, and the jailhouse keys Hips of fire, movin' to the beat Made the young girls cry, the bad boys fight I say "Elvis in the House", Hail to the King Forget about Vegas, that ain't no home for a king Full of impersonators, why they can't even sing The King been layin' low in Memphis, in the comfort of his home Now he's all rejuvenated, and back to claim the throne CHORUS He got the jukin' joint jukin', Jukin' all night He got the jukin' joint jukin', Jukin' all night