Oh, she dressed in the dark
And she whispered "Amen"
She was pretty in pink like a young girl again
Twenty years married
And she never thought twice
She sneaked out the door and walked into the night
And silver wings carried her over the sea
From the West Coast of Ireland to West Tennessee
To be with her sweetheart
She left everything
From Galway to Graceland
To be with the King
She was humming "Suspicion"
That's the song she liked best
She had "Elvis, I love you" tattooed on her breast
When she landed in Memphis
Well, her heart beat so fast
She'd dreamed for so long, now she'd see him at last
She was down by his graveside day after day
Come closing time, they would haul her away
To be with her sweetheart
She left everything
From Galway to Graceland
To be with the King
Oh, they came in their thousands
From the whole human race
To pay their respects at his last resting place
Ah, but blindly she knelt there
And she told him her dreams
And she thought that he answered, or that's how it seems
And they dragged her away; it was handcuffs this time
She said, "My good man, are you out of your mind?
Don't you know we are married?
See, I'm wearing his ring
I've come from Galway to Graceland
To be with the King
From Galway to Graceland
To be with the King"