Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell.

Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high.

Mama's dancin' with a baby on her shoulder.

The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky.

The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile.

Black velvet with that slow southern style.

A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees.

Black velvet if you please.

Up in Memphis the music's like a heatwave.

White lightning, bound to drive you wild.

Mama's baby's in the heart

Of every school girl.

"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle.

The way he moved

It was a sin, so sweet and true.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile.

Black velvet with that slow southern style.

A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees.

Black velvet if you please.

Every word of every song that he sang was for you.

In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon

What could you do?

Black velvet and that little boy's smile.

Black velvet with that slow southern style.

A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees.

Black velvet if you please.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile.

Black velvet with that slow southern style.

A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees.

Black velvet if you please.

If you please.

If you please.

If you please.