Apparition In Las Vegas


When the King of Rock and Roll sang in the desert  | A  / / / | A / / / | F#7/ / / | F#7/ / / |
He didn't seem to age like other men               | C  / / / | C / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / |
To Vegas came the ladies with pink rinses          | A  / / / | A / / / | F#7/ / / | F#7/ / / |
Agog to see the dreamboat sail again               | C  / / / | C / / / | E  / / / | E  / / / |

To Vegas came the shipwrecked and the broken       | D  / / / | D / / / | G  / / / |
Their long regrets, their searing midnight rages   | G  / / / | C / / / | F  / / / | F  / / / |
Their disappointment seldom left unspoken          | D  / / / | D / / / | G  / / / |
In marriages that turned to rows of cages          | G  / / / | C / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / | A / / / | A / / / |
He wrote and bound the book of which their early   | C  / / / | F / / / | G  / / / |
                       aspirations were the pages  | E7 / / / | A / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / | A / / / |

When the King of Rock and Roll sang in the desert  | A  / / / | A / / / | F#7/ / / | F#7/ / / |
With a ring of confidence around his smile         | C  / / / | C / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / |
He sparkled like the frosting on a drumkit         | A  / / / | A / / / | F#7/ / / | F#7/ / / |
He was supple as the serpent of the Nile           | C  / / / | C / / / | E  / / / | E  / / / |

To Vegas came the ladies with pink rinses          | D  / / / | D / / / | G  / / / |
With all their ills and all their soured karma     | G  / / / | C / / / | F  / / / | F  / / / |
With all their pills and all their tics and winces | D  / / / | D / / / | G  / / / |
To feel again the liberating drama                 | G  / / / | C / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / | A / / / | A / / / |
Of a shining silver buckskin suit against a solid  | C  / / / | F / / / | G  / / / |
                                 purple cyclorama  | E7 / / / | A / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / | A / / / |

When the King of Rock and Roll sang in the desert  | A  / / / | A / / / | F#7/ / / | F#7/ / / |
He broke no hearts that hadn't burst before        | C  / / / | C / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / |
The ladies with pink rinses all were veterans      | A  / / / | A / / / | F#7/ / / | F#7/ / / |
It was they and never he that knew the score       | C  / / / | C / / / | E  / / / | E  / / / |
And knowing that they only loved him more          | C  / / / | C / / / | E7 / / / | E7 / / / |

To Vegas came the debris of an era                 | D  / / / | D / / / | G  / / / |
For the promise that no longer could deceive them  | G  / / / | C / / / | F  / / / | F  / / / |
Their eyes grew misty as their sight grew clearer  | D  / / / | D / / / | G  / / / |
With a drum roll the past began to leave them      | G  / / / | C / / / | A  / / / | A  / / / | A / / / | A / / / |
And it all drew further from them                  | C  / / / | C / / / | F  / / / | F  / / / |
As the spotlight caught the King                   | E7 / / / | E7/ / / |
                           and brought him nearer  | A  / / / | A / / / |

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