Mystery Train Page #5

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And he was sittin' there next to me,

and all of a sudden he said...

"Thank you kindly, sir, for picking me up. "

When I heard that voice, real polite-like...

it struck me somewhere

real deep inside.

'Cause I recognized that voice.

Couldn't place it though.

So we're comin' in to Memphis, I tell him

I'll drop him anywhere he wants.

Then he asked me

if I knew where Graceland was.

Of course I knew where Graceland was.

Everyone knows where Graceland is.

And he said I could drop him off

anywhere near there.

And then it hit me... right there.

I knew that voice.

It was the King himself.

The king?

Had the voice of Elvis.

Elvis Presley?

As sure as I'm sitting

right in front of you.

And I drove down

Elvis Presley Boulevard.

And right in front of Graceland -

And I stopped...

and, sure enough to God, it was him.

And he was young too.

He was young and beautiful-lookin'

like in 1956.

And then he just...

turned to me, and he said...

"Excuse me, sir,

but in a year from now...

you're gonna do me a favor.

And I said, "Of course, sir,

I'll do you a favor. "

And-And I - "Just tell me what it is. "

And he said -

With a smile in his eye,

and he-he reached inside of his coat.

And he said, "When you meet

that girl from Rome...

I want you to give this to her. "

I swear to God this is true.

And then he just disappeared.

He was gone.

It was Elvis.

It was the King.

And then I - I was sittin' over there,

and I saw your back.

And even from there, it struck me

that-that you were the one.

I knew it was you.

And as sure as sunlight...

I knew I was meant to give you...

Elvis's comb.

A comb?

This is Elvis's comb.

You mean Elvis Presley, the dead singer...

said to you to give this comb to me?

- I-I did forget one thing.

- What?

Well, he also said that you should give me

a $20 delivery fee.

Well, we-we discussed it,

and he said that-that I could accept 10.

Okay.

- This is a very funny story.

- I know.

I - I liked it. Very amazing.

But I don't believe it.

This is $10 for the good story.

And this is $10 for you to go away.

That's for two cups of coffee -

yours and the gentleman's.

Excuse me, ma'am. If I could just have

two more minutes of your time.

I have no time anymore.

Just two more minutes.

Taxi!

I don't wanna stay

in this fleabag hotel anyway.

Like - I'll just, like, wander the streets all night

and, like, probably get killed or somethin'.

I mean, like, what do you care?

You know, thanks for nothing, mister.

Oh, my - Miss, are you all right?

I didn't see you come in the door.

- Are you sure you're okay?

- Si.

Gee, I'm real sorry. I guess it's, like,

not my day or something.

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