Palace Of The King Lyrics - Big, Bad And Beautiful: Live - Popa Chubby

was born down in Dallas, raised up on the city of wind 

Spent a month of Sundays, talkin' about the places I have been 

Played the blues in England, I played 'em for the Queen 

The Queen did love my style, but the Queen is not my thing 

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king 

Couldn't play it in Moscow, you know that it was way too cold 

Played the blues in Denmark, but women there they was way too old 

Couldn't talk Italian, don't listen when they say 

Couldn't find a chitlin Pizza, at any price I pay 

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king 

Oh, living in the palace of the king 

Living in the palace 

Be a natural thing 

Everywhere I go, don't matter what I say 

Lord I make you happy with every note I play 

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king 

(guitar solo) 

Oh, living in the palace of the king 

Living in the palace 

Be a natural thing 

I can make you smile, I can make you swing 

I can make you happy with every note I play 

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king