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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Background Vocals
Vusi Khumalo
Vusi Khumalo
Drums
Makhaya Mahlangu
Makhaya Mahlangu
Percussion
Bakithi Kumalo
Bakithi Kumalo
Bass Guitar
Ray Phiri
Ray Phiri
Electric Guitar
Demola Adepoju
Demola Adepoju
Pedal Steel Guitar
The Everly Brothers
The Everly Brothers
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Producer
Peter Thwaites
Peter Thwaites
Assistant Engineer
Steven Strassman
Steven Strassman
Assistant Engineer
Roy Halee
Roy Halee
Engineer
Cobrin
Cobrin
Assistant Engineer
Steve Strassman
Steve Strassman
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The Mississippi Delta
Was shining like a National guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the Civil War
[Chorus]
I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
In Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poorboys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received in Graceland
[Verse 2]
She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never notice
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "Losing love is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"
[Chorus]
I'm going to Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poorboys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received in Graceland
[Verse 3]
There is a girl in New York City
Who calls herself, "The human trampoline"
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil, I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing into Graceland
And I see losing love is like a window in your heart
Well everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
[Chorus]
Ooh, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received in Graceland
[Outro]
Ooh
Whoa, in Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
Written by: Paul Frederic Simon
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