Graceland
Paul Simon Lyrics


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The Mississippi Delta
Was shining like a national guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the Civil War

I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland

My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland

She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"

I'm going to Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland

And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

There is a girl in New York City
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing into Graceland
And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Well, everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow

Ooh, ooh, ooh
In Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

Whoa, oh, oh




In Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland

Overall Meaning

In Paul Simon's Graceland, the singer takes a journey down the Mississippi Delta to Memphis, Tennessee, where he believes he will find solace at Elvis Presley's Graceland Estate. The opening lines describe the Mississippi Delta as "shining like a national guitar," which is a metaphor that compares the Delta to a guitar, a highly valued and essential instrument to American culture. The journey serves as a metaphor for Simon's quest to find inner peace and redemption, as he passes through the "cradle of the Civil War," which represents America's violent history.


The chorus of the song, "I'm going to Graceland," is repeated throughout, highlighting Simon's desire to find a sense of belonging and comfort, which he hopes to achieve by visiting the iconic mansion of one of his musical heroes. He is joined on this journey by "poor boys and pilgrims with families," suggesting that others are also searching for a similar sense of belonging.


Throughout the song, Simon reflects on the themes of loss and heartache. He speaks about losing love, and how it feels like a "window in your heart" that everyone can see. He also talks about a young boy who is his traveling companion, and how he hopes they will both be received at Graceland. The final lines of the song suggest that Simon may not know exactly why he is going to Graceland, but he feels obligated to explore every reason and every ending of love.


Overall, Graceland is a deeply introspective song that addresses themes of loss, redemption, and finding a sense of belonging. By using the imagery of Elvis Presley's iconic estate, Paul Simon crafts a powerful message about the power of music and the search for inner peace.


Line by Line Meaning

The Mississippi Delta
The region located near the Mississippi River


Was shining like a national guitar
It was a beautiful sight to behold


I am following the river
The singer is following the Mississippi River


Down the highway
The artist is traveling on a highway


Through the cradle of the Civil War
The artist is traveling through the area where the American Civil War began


I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
The singer is excited to go to Graceland


Memphis, Tennessee
Graceland is located in Memphis, Tennessee


I'm going to Graceland
The artist is repeating their excitement about going to Graceland


Poor boys and pilgrims with families
The artist is traveling with poor families and religious pilgrims


And we are going to Graceland
The artist and their companions are all going to Graceland


My traveling companion is nine years old
The singer is traveling with a young child


He is the child of my first marriage
The child is the product of the artist's previous marriage


But I've reason to believe
The singer has hope or faith in something


We both will be received
The singer and the child will be welcomed at Graceland


She comes back to tell me she's gone
The singer's ex-lover returns to say goodbye


As if I didn't know that
The artist already knew that their lover was leaving


As if I didn't know my own bed
The artist is aware of their own situation


As if I'd never noticed
The singer is pretending not to have seen signs of the looming breakup


The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
The singer remembers a particular gesture their lover would make


And she said, "losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow"
Losing love is a painful experience that everyone can see and feel


And my traveling companions Are ghosts and empty sockets
The artist is surrounded by emptiness and loss


I'm looking at ghosts and empties
The artist is confronted with memories of the past


But I've reason to believe
The singer still has hope or faith in something


We all will be received
The artist and their companions will be welcomed at Graceland


There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself the human trampoline
The singer remembers someone in NYC who is full of life and energy


And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say "Whoa, so this is what she means"
The singer remembers this girl when they are going through difficult times


She means we're bouncing into Graceland
The girl's words mean that life is always moving forward and heading towards something better


And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Well, everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody feels the wind blow
Losing love is a painful experience that is visible to everyone


Ooh, ooh, ooh In Graceland, in Graceland
The artist repeats their excitement about going to Graceland


I'm going to Graceland For reasons I cannot explain
The singer is going to Graceland for a reason they can't quite put into words


There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
The singer is drawn to Graceland for some unknown reason


And I may be obliged to defend Every love, every ending
The artist may have to justify or explain their past relationships and breakups


Or maybe there's no obligations now
Perhaps the artist no longer feels obligated to explain themselves


Maybe I've a reason to believe
The artist still has hope or faith in something


We all will be received In Graceland
The singer and their companions will be welcomed at Graceland


Whoa, oh, oh In Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
The artist repeats their excitement about going to Graceland




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Paul Simon

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@trucynguyen124

The Mississippi Delta
Was shining like a national guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the Civil War

I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland

My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland

She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"

I'm going to Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland

And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

There is a girl in New York City
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing into Graceland

And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Well, everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
Ooh, ooh, ooh
In Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

Whoa, oh, oh
In Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland



@probinson7967

Exactly. I was blown away by the brilliance of this song.

>>But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland
...
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland<<

Grace is possible, despite our failings.



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@janeweisner8364

I don’t think Paul Simon gets the respect and honor as a great American singer/songwriter poet. He is an American treasure.

@podpod

Nah he does

@dianebrantley2890

I agree.!

@dingeswoeliewoelie3180

Yes!

@elrondhubbard7059

I tell you this as a culturally observant non-American westerner (I'm Australian), there are a small cast of zany characters who I think of as being uniquely American. And not in some tacky, flag-waving sense. Someone like Hunter Thompson or Theodore Roosevelt or Bob Dylan. Certain personalities that have been forged by a unique American identity.

I have always understood the 'American-ness' of Paul Simon's songs. Like in The Boxer he talks about being in New York in the winter and befriending homeless people and how bad he wants to go home, or in Papa Hobo he sings about how good Detroit's hockey team is and how much carbon dioxide you breathe in while living there.
There's nothing like a Paul Simon song. It's like a folk tale about travelling through he U.S., town by town, and being on some kind of beatnik hobo journey where you sleep in rough places but have lifechanging experiences.

He is absolutely in my eyes an American treasure.

@usaamahsiddiqui2286

He does

@devious187

She said losing love is like a window in your heart, everybody sees you're blown apart... what a fantastic lyricist, he knows how to paint a picture with words

@jonahtonto

As if I never noticed the way she brushed her hair and farted

@cuzinofie6

Ive always cherished and admired his ability to stay so real and vulnerable/writing REAL lyrics while in the music industry and famous.

@manqobanzimande7652

i have a reason to believe we will all be received in GRACELAND....

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