Lean not on your own understanding, but lay your burdens down.
Lean not on the gates of Graceland, that dream's buried in the ground.
Lean not on any person, but stand up straight and strong.
And keep your feet upon the path, discerning right from wrong.
They wept when Elvis breathed his last down on the bathroom floor,
Year after year they shed a tear and love him even more.
They lay their flowers on his grave and suffer at his loss.
But those who worship idols don't comprehend the cross.
Elvis, you've left the building, but God is in the house,
I wonder what you said with your last breath.
Your girlfriend says you cried out, God help me, help me God,
When comes the resurrection will you waken from your death?
Not worried 'bout your money, not bothered by your drugs,
You dressed like Liberace, and your boys they dressed like thugs.
I don't care about the women you were an outlaw on the run
But at the end were you man enough to repent from all you'd done?
Elvis, I know where you are, you're sleeping in the ground
Will you rise and stand up when the son of man comes down
You sang a lot of gospel songs and you knew about the light
I hope you reached out at the end and this time held on tight.
Elvis, you've left the building, but God is in the house,
I wonder what you said with your last breath.
Your girlfriend says you cried out, God help me, help me God,
When comes the resurrection will you waken from your death?
Some sign up at the eleventh hour, some work right from the start,
God knows how trapped we can become in the darkness of the heart
That's why he gave us Jesus who died upon that tree
So those of us so snared by sin might someday be set free.
Elvis, you've left the building, but God is in the house,
I wonder what you said with your last breath.
Your girlfriend says you cried out, God help me, help me God,
When comes the resurrection will you waken from your death?
