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Elvis Presley – King Creole
Elvis Presley’s “King Creole” is more than just a song; it is a sonic blueprint for the rock and roll revolution. Released in 1958 as the title track for the eponymous film, it captured the raw energy and urban allure of a burgeoning youth culture. Presley’s charismatic vocal delivery, coupled with the song’s infectious rhythm, ignited a fire that resonated deeply with a generation hungry for something new.
Background
“King Creole” transcended its role as a mere soundtrack to a film, becoming a cultural touchstone. It represented a pivotal moment when popular music began to shed its conservative veneer, embracing a more rebellious and sexually charged aesthetic.
Presley’s performance was nothing short of electrifying. His voice, imbued with a raw power and sensuality, perfectly complemented the song’s driving beat.
The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal. It continues to resonate with audiences today, serving as a reminder of the transformative power of music.
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Lyrics
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King Creole, goThere’s a man in New Orleans who plays rock and rollHe’s a guitar man with a great big soulHe lays down a beat like a ton of coalHe goes by the name of King CreoleYou know he’s gone, gone, goneJumping like a catfish on a pole, yeahYou know he’s gone, gone, goneHip-shaking King Creole (King Creole, King Creole)When the king starts to do it, it’s as good as doneHe holds his guitar like a tommy gunHe starts to growl from way down in his throatHe bends a string and that’s all she wroteYou know he’s gone, gone, goneJumping like a catfish on a pole, yeahYou know he’s gone, gone, goneHip-shaking King Creole (King Creole, King Creole)Well, he sings a song about a crawdad holeHe sings a song about a jelly rollHe sings a song about a-pork and greensHe sings some blues about New OrleansYou know he’s gone, gone, goneJumping like a catfish on a pole yeahYou know he’s gone, gone, goneHip-shaking King Creole (King Creole, go)He plays something evil, then he plays something sweetNo matter how he plays, you gotta get up on your feetWhen he gets a rocking fever, baby, heaven sakesHe don’t stop playing ’til his guitar breaksYou know he’s gone, gone, goneJumping like a catfish on a pole, yeahYou know he’s gone, gone, goneHip-shaking King Creole (King Creole)You know he’s gone, gone, goneHip-shaking King Creole (Creole, Creole, Creole, Creole)