The day that Elvis Presley died
It hurt so much she could not cry
She played his records through the night
Until she was so tired

He's always there to dry her tears
When nobody else is
And then she says she loves it when he sings like Elvis

And when she's lonesome late at night
Another (...) to hold her tight
He sings to her
'Till she starts to (...)

He's always there to dry her tears
When nobody else is
And then she says she loves it when he sings like Elvis

She does not have a wooden heart
But when the teardrops slowly start
She's all shook up
And there's one voice she longs to hear
He's always there to still her tears
(She loves it when he sings like Elvis)

The day that Elvis Presley died
It hurt so much she could not cry
But he's always there when nobody else is
And then she says she loves him when he sings like Elvis