It was a rainy night the night the king went downnEverybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the townnMe I went to the liquor storenAnd I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of ginnI played his records all nightnDrinking with a close, close friendnnNow some people say that that ain't rightnAnd some people say nothing at allnBut even in the darkest of nightnYou can always hear the king's callnYou can always hear the king's callnnWell they put him away in MemphisnSix feet beneath the claynEverybody was cryingnEverybody said it was a plain grey daynnMe I went to the liquor storenAnd I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of ginnI played his records all nightnAnd I got drunk all over againnnNow some people say that that ain't rightnThat ain't rightnAnd some people say nothing at allnI say nothingnBut even in the darkest of nightnYou could always hear the king's callnYou could always hear the king's callnnI wonder if you're lonesome tonightnAnd I'd rather go on hearing your liesnThan to go on living without younnNow some people say that that ain't rightnAnd some people say nothing at all I say nothingnBut even in the darkest of nightnYou could always hear the king's callnYou could always hear the king's callnYou could always hear the king's callnNow the stage is bare and I'm standing herenThey might as well bring the curtain downnI cried the night the king died