Black Velvet

Alannah Myles
Música y Letras: Christopher Ward y David Tyson


Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell.
Jimmy Rogers on the Victrola up high.
Mama's dancin', there's a baby on her shoulder.
The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky.
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything.
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet in that little boy's smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that'll bring you to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave.
White lightening, bound to drive you wild.
Mama's baby's in the heart of every schoolgirl.
"Love me tender" leaves them cryin' in the aisles.
The way he moved, it was a song, so sweet and true.
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet in that little boy's smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that'll bring you to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

Every word of every song that he sang was for you.
In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon.
What could you do?

Black velvet in that little boy's smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that'll bring you to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

Black velvet in that little boy's smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that'll bring you to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

If you please.

If you please.

If you please.