Karaoké And The Grass Won't Pay No Mind (with the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra) Elvis Presley

Listen easy

You can hear God calling walking barefoot by the stream

Come on to me

Your hair's softly falling on my face as in a dream

And the time will be our time

And the grass won't pay no mind

Saying nothing

Lying where the sun is

Baking down upon our sighs

My lips touch you with their soft wet kisses

Your hands gentle in reply

And the time will be our time

And the grass won't pay no mind

Child, touch my soul with your cries and the music will know what we've found

I hear a hundred good-byes but today I hear only one sound

The moment we're living is now now now now now now now now

Young bird flying and a soft wind blowing cools the sweat inside my palms

Close my eyes

Hear the flowers growing as you lay sleeping in my arms

And the time will be our time

And the grass won't pay no mind

No the grass won't pay no mind