Well, she's young and she's pretty, but she's not smiling
The blues came to visit her for breakfast this morning
She asked the good Lord for some kind of sign
She just misses Elvis sometimes

When she thinks of all her friends who're grown and married
All the things deep in her heart she can not hide away
Old photographs, birthday cards, the things you left behind
She just misses Elvis sometimes

In dreams she knows the kind of man who's coming
To sweep her away from yesterday
But in the morning everything is still the same
The King is gone, it's just another day

Sitting on my back porch she is crying
Teardrops falling down her cheek, her head's hung way down low
Hey now baby, won't you say what's on your mind
I guess I just miss Elvis sometimes

Her house is filled with little memories
Sigarettes and perfume and movie magazines
She's going out tonight, 'cause it helps to pass the time
She just misses Elvis sometimes

In dreams she knows the kind of man who's coming
To sweep her away from yesterday
But in the morning everything is still the same
The King is gone, it's just another day

[Spoken]
Elvis's picture is on her pillow
And Elvis candles burn on her window-sill
The stereo keeps playing "Suspicious Minds"
She just misses Elvis sometimes

Sitting on my back porch with teardrops in her eyes
She just misses Elvis sometimes
She just misses Elvis sometimes