The Chosen Ones

I heard how all the lights went out in Memphis

On the death night anniversary of the king

The pretenders talking dirty in the palace

But it doesnt have that old familiar ring

I see theres been some changes in the valley

All the renegades have finally settled down

Now they worship in the temples of their rivals

And desecrate the holy heart of town

Cant you hear all those sweet voices singing

Takin care of the chosen ones

Cant you hear all those mission bells ringin

Say a prayer for the chosen ones

I read theyre pourin oil on troubled waters

Yet they cast a giant shadow on the land

Lets spend another night across the border

And bury all our secrets in the sand

Now they claim there is a message in the Bible

They swear there is no master and his slave

But the futures lookin dim for the lonesome cowboy

When the hand that rocks that cradle digs the grave