I'm in a one lightbulb hotel room here in Harlan|Outside I hear the cold Kentucky rain|It's been a long and lonely road from where I started|Just to see the marquis sign mis-spell my name|Tonight I play for more empty chairs than people|Back home I know, she's said her prayers for me|In Tupelo, she's sleeping like an angel|Between me and her is all of Tennessee||(chorus)|But she loves me like I'm Elvis|She treats me like I just might be the King|She won't mind if I'm never famous|She stays up all night just to hear me sing|I may not ever have mansion in Memphis|But she loves me... like I'm Elvis||The owner never paid me what he promised|The only autograph I signed was my bar tab|Last week my van broke down outside of Boston|To get it running cost me every dime I had||(chorus)||I may never grace the gates of Graceland|See the Opry stage, or the Silver Screen|But as long as I have her by my side|I'll have everything I'll ever need||(chorus)|