Introduction:

Now, buckle up, because we’re taking a detour on the King’s highway for a song that might surprise even the most die-hard Elvis fans. While the name Elvis Presley conjures images of electrifying rock and roll, swinging hips, and a charismatic grin, there’s a lesser-known side to the King – a side that dipped its toes into the gospel well.

Enter “Hallelujah”, a song that doesn’t quite fit into the typical Elvis mold. Released in 1972 as part of his studio album “Elvis on Stage”, this track wasn’t a chart-topping hit, nor did it become a fan favorite in the way that “Hound Dog” or “Can’t Help Falling in Love” did. However, “Hallelujah” offers a glimpse into the soul of the performer, a man raised on gospel music in Tupelo, Mississippi.

“Elvis on Stage” itself was a unique concept. Produced by Felton Jarvis, a longtime collaborator of Elvis’, the album compiled live recordings from various concerts between 1969 and 1970. It wasn’t a straight-up “greatest hits” collection, but rather a curated selection that showcased the energy and intimacy of Elvis’ live performances. “Hallelujah” falls within this category – a live recording that captures a more stripped-down, heartfelt side of the King.

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There’s a certain audacity to including “Hallelujah” on this album. Here you have a collection pulsating with rock and roll anthems, love ballads, and the occasional country twang, and then BAM – a full-on gospel number. It’s a testament to Presley’s versatility and his willingness to embrace his musical roots.

One listen to “Hallelujah” and you’re transported to a smoky Southern church revival. The piano plinks a simple yet evocative melody, setting the stage for Elvis’ vocals. He doesn’t unleash his signature rock and roll growl here. Instead, he delivers the lyrics with a sincerity and conviction that borders on the preacherly. The backing vocals, a staple in Elvis’ music, add a layer of soulful harmony, creating a sense of communal worship.

“Hallelujah” might not be the first song that comes to mind when you think of Elvis Presley, but it’s a fascinating detour. It’s a reminder that the King wasn’t just a rock and roll icon – he was a product of the American South, a place where gospel music seeped into the very fabric of life. So, put on your blue suede shoes, but keep your head bowed for a minute. We’re about to delve into the gospel side of the King with “Hallelujah.”

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Lyrics:

Hallelujah

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah.

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah.

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah.