Who could forget that velvet voice so warm
Thoughts turned to love as he would sing
He gave of himself from the day he was born
He'd make a cold winter's day turn to spring
He was the King...a gentle man
The hearts he touched..in every land
Who can begin to count the ways
He spread such joy, he spread such love, even today
He was the King...second to none
Throughout the world...he was the one
With so much class...he had such grace
A certain style..a friendly smile upon his face
Who could forget the velvet voice so warm
Thoughts turned to love as he would sing
He gave of himself from the day he was born
He'd make a cold winter's day turn to spring