King Creole [Romanian translation]

[Verse 1]

There's a man in New Orleans

Who plays rock and roll

He's a guitar man

With a great big soul

He lays down a beat

Like a ton of coal

He goes by the name of King Creole

[Verse 2]

You know he's gone, gone, gone

Jumping like a catfish on a pole

You know he's gone, gone, gone

Hip shaking King Creole

[Verse 3]

When the king starts to do it

It's as good as done

He holds his guitar

Like a tommy gun

He starts to growl

From way down his throat

He bends a string

And "that's all she wrote"

[Verse 4]

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole

He sings a song about a jelly roll

He sings a song about meat and greens

He wails some blues about New Orleans

[Verse 5]

Well, he plays something evil

Then he plays something sweet

No matter what he plays

You got to get up on your feet

[Verse 6]

When he gets the rocking fever

Baby, heaven sakes

He don't stop playing

'Till his guitar breaks

• Artist:Elvis Presley
• Album:King Creole