Introduction
Elvis Presley, the undisputed King of Rock ‘n’ Roll, left an indelible mark on the music industry with his charismatic voice and electrifying performances. One of his iconic songs, “King Creole,” stands out as a testament to his enduring influence. In this article, we delve into the roots of this classic, exploring its origins and the fascinating details surrounding its creation.
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Elvis Presley and the Making of “King Creole”
Elvis Presley recorded “King Creole” for the soundtrack of the 1958 film of the same name, solidifying his status as a multi-talented entertainer. The song captures the essence of New Orleans, blending rockabilly, blues, and a touch of jazz to create a musical masterpiece. Did you know that “King Creole” was one of the last songs Elvis recorded before his military service?
Elvis’s portrayal of Danny Fisher in the movie showcased his acting prowess alongside his musical talents, making “King Creole” a pivotal moment in his career. The song’s lyrics and melody reflect the film’s storyline, creating a synergy that enhances the overall cinematic experience.
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Lyrics: King Creole
There’s a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He’s a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King CreoleYou know he’s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin’ like a catfish on a pole
You know he’s gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King CreoleWhen the king starts to do it
It’s as good as done
He holds his guitar
Like a Tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And “that’s all she wrote”You know he’s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin’ like a catfish on a pole
You know he’s gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King CreoleWell, he sings a song about a crawdad hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about pork and greens
He sings some blues about New OrleansYou know he’s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin’ like a catfish on a pole
You know he’s gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King CreoleWell, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feetWhen he gets the rockin’ fever
Baby, heaven sakes
He don’t stop playin’
‘Till his guitar breaksYou know he’s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin’ like a catfish on a pole
You know he’s gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole