Elvis Presley Yiddishe Mama

Great Master Elvis Presley pays tribute to his Jewish mother, Gladys Smith, the only and most important woman in his life.

The Religious Side of Elvis Presley

Elvis Aaron Presley - the most Christian icon of American pop culture - was Jewish.

In 1998, The Wall Street Journal published an article named All Shook Up in the Holy Land exposing Elvis Presley’s Jewish roots. Elvis’ maternal great-great grandmother, Nancy Burdine, was a Jew. Her daughter gave birth to Doll Mansell who gave birth to Gladys Smith who gave birth to Elvis Aaron. According to rabbinic law, which confers Jewish lineage by way of the mother, that makes Elvis Presley Jewish.

Schmelvis: Searching for the King’s Jewish Roots is a book about the Jewish roots of Elvis Presley.

The book includes the following discoveries about Elvis’s Jewish background: Elvis always wore a Jewish Chai pendant; he put a Star of David on his mother’s headstone; he spent his teenage years living in a predominantly Jewish Memphis neighborhood; cantorial records may have influenced Elvis’s singing style. According to the authors, Max Wallace and Jonathan Goldstein, Elvis grew up in a Jewish area of Memphis and as a teenager, lived downstairs from a local Rabbi, Alfred Fruchter. The Rabbi’s widow, Jeanette Fruchter, recalls; “He was about 15 years old then and we got along so beautifully. He was such a nice boy, such manners. He called my husband Sir Rabbi.”

                                                             Run On

Run On

Well you may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you god almighty gonna cut you down

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them god almighty gonna cut them down

Stop god almighty let me tell you the news
My head’s been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from galilee
My god spoke and he spoke so sweet
I thought i heard the shuffle of angel’s feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great god almighty let me tell you what he said

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them god almighty gonna cut them down

Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Let me tell you god almighty gonna cut you down

You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as god made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour’s eyes
As sure as god made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you sow

Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you god almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them god almighty gonna cut them down

Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour’s wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you’re born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you’ll sneak up and knock on that door
That’s all brother you’ll knock no more

Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you god almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them god almighty gonna cut them down

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Joshua Fit The Battle Of Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
and the walls came tumbling down.

You may talk about your king of Gideon,
you may talk about your man of Saul,
there’s none like good old Joshua
at the battle of Jericho

Up to the walls of Jericho
he marched with spear in hand,
“Go blow them ram-horns” Joshua cried,
“’cause the battle is in my hand.”

Then the lamb ram sheep horns begin a blow,
trumpets begin a sound.
Joshua commanded the children to shout,
and the walls came tumbling down.

There is no God, but God

There is no God, but God

There is no God, but God,
I know this is true
God made everything,
He made me, He made you
There’d be no birds,
No planes to sail in the blue
Without his wondrous eyes
To see them through

They say God made land
And He gave it all to man
Yes I know He’s mighty good and true
There is no God, but God
And He knows everything to do
So just you call on Him
And He will share His love with you

There is no God, but God
I know this is true
For God made everything,
He made me, He made you

There’d be no birds,
No planes to sail in the blue
Without his wondrous eyes
To see them through

They say God made land
And He gave it all to man
This I know is mighty, good and true
There is no God, but God

And He knows everything to do
So just you call on Him
And He will share His love with you

                                         Where Could I Go But to the Lord?

Where Could I Go But to The Lord?

Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptations sore
Where could I go but to the Lord

Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord

Neighbors are kind, I love them everyone.
We get along in sweet accord.
But when my soul needs manna from above,
Where could I go but to the lord

Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord

Life here is grand with friends I love so dear
Comfort I get from God’s own Word
Yet when I face the chilling hand of death
Where could I go but to the Lord

Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord

                                                    Lead Me, Guide Me

Lead me, Guide me

Lead me oh Lord, won’t you lead me
I am tired and I need Thy strength and power
To guide me over my darkest hour
For just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh Lord, won’t you lead me

Lead me, guide me along the way
For if you lead me I cannot stray
Lord just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh Lord, won’t you lead me
I am lost if you take your hand from me
I am blind without thy light to see

Lord just always let me Thy servant be
Lead me oh Lord, won’t you lead me
Lead me, guide me along the way
For if you lead me I cannot stray

Lord just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh Lord, won’t you lead me

Thank You, Ireland!

Disobedience, in the eyes of anyone who has read history, is man’s original virtue. It is through disobedience and rebellion that progress has been made. (Oscar Wilde, Irish genius born in Dublin, died in Paris)

The intelligent people from Ireland (the summer residence of the French statesman Charles de Gaulle, who loved this rebellious country) have saved the European idea of freedom and democracy on June 12, 2008, by rejecting the undemocratic Lisbon Treaty.

We have all so much to thank. for example with the unofficial anthem of old Ireland, Danny Boy.

                                    The legendary Elvis Presley version

                    Jimmie Rodgers & Johnnie Cash performing Danny Boy

                                 The fantastic performance of Eva Cassidy                      

                              Just for fun: the incredible Muppet Show version

DANNY BOY

Lyrics written by the English lawyer, song-writer, Oxford alumni, and freemason Frederick Edward Weatherly (a friend of Oscar Wilde in Oxford College as well as in the Oxford Apollo University Lodge).

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer’s gone and all the roses dying
‘Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide
But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow
And I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so

But if you come and all the roses dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You’ll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an “Ave” there for me

And I shall feel, tho’ soft you tread above me
And then my grave will richer, sweeter be
For you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I shall rest in peace until you come to me.

Oh Danny boy, I love you so…

Kentucky Rain

             Statues of Abraham Lincoln and Jefferson Davis, both were born in Kentucky. Kentucky memorial at Vicksburg National Military Park. Photo by J. Williams.

    The Kentucky Derby is known as “The Most Exciting Two Minutes in Sports” for its approximate duration, and is called “The Run for the Roses” for the blanket of roses draped over the winner.

   Elvis Presley at his best, performing Kentucky Rain (1970).

Words & music by Edward Thomas Rabbitt

Seven lonely days
And a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night
And you were gone
Don’t know why you’d run,
What you’re running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home

So I’m walking in the rain,
Thumbing for a ride
On this lonely Kentucky backroad
I’ve loved you much too long
My love’s too strong
To let you go, never knowing
What went wrong

Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
And up ahead’s another town
That I’ll be walking through
With the rain in my shoes,
Searching for you
In the cold Kentucky rain,
In the cold Kentucky rain

Showed your photograph
To some old gray bearded men
Sitting on a bench
Outside a general store
They said “Yes, she’s been here”
But their memory wasn’t clear
Was it yesterday,
No, wait…the day before?

Well I finally got a ride
With a preacher man who asked
“Where you bound on such a cold dark afternoon?”
As we drove on through the rain
And he listened I explained
And he left me with a prayer
That I’d find you

Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
And up ahead’s another town
That I’ll be walking through
With the rain in my shoes,
Searching for you
In the cold Kentucky rain!
In the cold Kentucky rain!
In the cold Kentucky rain!

Elvis Presley - His Last Farewell

Among numerous cover versions of the popular wartime ballade The Last Farewell is one by Elvis Presley on his last album From Elvis Presley Boulevard, Memphis, Tennessee.

Words & music by Roger Whittaker - R.A. Webster

There’s a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

I’ve heard there’s a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

Elvis Presley 1968 Comeback

     On the 8th Day: The Great Architect of the Universe created Elvis Presley

                   The opening scene of the legendary 1968 comeback special

                          Elvis Presley at his best performing If I Can Dream 

                           1968: Elvis Presley got 8th Degree Black Belt Karate

                                             A pretty well done medley…

Elvis Presley Army years

For 50 years: Elvis Presley Induction into the US Army

                                                            Elvis Presley showing his army sergeant stripes in 1960 while performing his military service in Friedberg, Germany.

Elvis Aaron Presley entered the United States Army at Memphis, Tennessee, on March 24, 1958, and then spent three days at Fort Chaffee, Arkansas. He left active duty at Fort Dix, New Jersey, on March 5, 1960, and received his discharge from the Army Reserve on March 23, 1964.

During his active military career Elvis Presley served as a member of two different armor battalions. Between March 28 and September 17, 1958, he belonged to Company A, 2d Medium Tank Battalion, 37th Armor, stationed at Fort Hood, Texas. During this assignment he completed basic and advanced military training.

Presley’s overseas service took place in Germany from October 1, 1958, until March 2, 1960, as a member of the 1st Medium Tank Battalion, 32d Armor. For the first five days of that period he belonged to Company D of the battalion, and thereafter to the battalion’s Headquarters Company at Friedberg.

While in Germany Elvis Presley wore the shoulder sleeve insignia of the 3d Armored Division.

A tribute to Elvis Presley (1935-1977), Artist of the Century

Elvis Presley still matters.

His music lives on, and 30 years after his death, his life and achievements continue to have deep impact on the global culture. Elvis Presley is not only the King of Rock and Roll and an icon of the modern pop culture, but also a great performer of R&B, gospel and country songs and an amazing entertainer on stage.

HIRAM7 REVIEW pays tribute to the life and legacy of The King.

Elvis Presley has left the building

Elvis Presley - Kentucky Rain

Kentucky Rain, a less known song of Elvis Presley but never the less one of our favorites.

In the song’s lyrics, the singer is hitchhiking his way through Kentucky in search of his lost love, but finds only relentless rainfall.

Written by Eddie Rabbitt, Kentucky Rain was a hit for Elvis Presley in 1970.

An American Trilogy

An American Trilogy is a patriotic song written by Mickey Newbury and made popular by Elvis Aaron Presley.

An American Trilogy is a medley of two patriotic songs: Dixie, the anthem of the U.S. South, and The Battle Hymn of the Republic, the marching song of the U.S. North during the American Civil War.

Elvis Presley performed this song in his 1973 international satellite telecast “Elvis—Aloha from Hawaii”.

Lyrics

Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie 
For Dixieland, that’s where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morning
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry
You know your daddy’s bound to die
But all my trials, Lord will soon be over
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on

Elvis Presley’s Early Morning Rain - June 19, 1977

Elvis Presley’s last television special recorded by CBS in Omaha on June 19, 1977. An outtake not seen in the original 1977 Special. Originally by Canadian poet Gordon Lightfoot. The rhythm guitarist is John Wilkinson, who Elvis Presley sings to and the guitarist next to him is James Burton, who played for Ricky Nelson in the fifties.

Elvis Presley 2007 - A documentary

A trailer of a documentary made by a French producer about the ELVIS phenomenon today. The story of his life before and after his death. Images done for more than five years about the King and the 30th anniversary of his passing away.

Summer 1977: Elvis Presley has left the planet

The so-called Unchained Melody performed by Elvis Presley at his last public appearance before his death: 30 years ago, but still THE KING.

U.S. President Jimmy Carter said, two months later, on August 17th, 1977:

“Elvis Presley’s death deprives our country of a part of itself. He was unique and irreplaceable. More than 20 years ago, he burst upon the scene with an impact that was unprecedented and will probably never be equaled. His music and his personality, fusing the styles of white country and black rhythm and blues, permanently changed the face of American popular culture. His following was immense, and he was a symbol to people the world over of the vitality, rebelliousness, and good humor of his country.”

Elvis Presley - Karate Session

Elvis Presley - Behind The Image

Trailer for Bud Glass‘ book Elvis Behind The Image - Welcome To His World featuring more than 500 unpublished photos. With memories from the diary of Sandi Miller.