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About The Song

Released in 1960 on the iconic album “G.I. Blues,” “Didja Ever” offers a glimpse into Elvis Presley’s introspective and soulful side. This playful ballad, often overlooked in the shadow of Elvis’s more energetic hits, reveals a depth of emotion and vulnerability rarely seen in his earlier work.

The song’s origins remain somewhat shrouded in mystery. While credited to Sid Wayne and Sherman Edwards, some speculate Elvis himself may have had a hand in its creation. The lyrics, a series of introspective questions about love and life, seem to resonate with his own experiences and anxieties.

“Didja Ever” is a masterclass in musical simplicity. The gentle piano melody and soft backing vocals create a space for Elvis’s raw vocals to shine. He delivers the lyrics with an aching sincerity, highlighting the vulnerability and longing within the playful questions. The song’s emotional core is further emphasized by the lack of drums, allowing Elvis’s voice to take center stage and connect directly with the listener.

More than just a catchy tune, “Didja Ever” delves into themes of self-reflection, love’s fleeting nature, and the search for meaning. Elvis questions whether true love exists, ponders the impermanence of beauty, and ultimately expresses a yearning for deeper connection and understanding. This introspective nature stands in contrast to Elvis’s usual persona of youthful exuberance, offering a rare glimpse into his inner world.

While not one of Elvis’s biggest commercial successes, “Didja Ever” has gained a dedicated following among fans who appreciate its raw honesty and emotional depth. The song’s soulful vulnerability resonates with listeners of all ages, offering a window into the complex emotions and uncertainties that even the King of Rock and Roll faced.

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As the opening notes of “Didja Ever” fill the air, prepare to embark on a journey into the soul of Elvis Presley. This introspective ballad strips away the glitz and glamour, revealing a depth of emotion and vulnerability rarely seen in his earlier work. Let Elvis’s raw vocals and the song’s gentle melody guide you through a series of heartfelt questions about love, life, and the search for meaning. “Didja Ever” is a reminder that even the brightest stars grapple with their own shadows, and sometimes the most powerful songs are born from those moments of introspection. So, open your hearts and listen as the King asks the questions that resonate within us all.

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Lyrics

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Didja’ everDidja’ ever getDidja’ ever get oneDidja’ ever get one of them
Didja’ ever get one of them days, boyDidja’ ever get one of them daysWhen nothin’ is right from mornin’ till nightDidja’ ever get one of them days boysDidja’ ever get one of them days
Ya get up in the morning and turn the shower onYou’re gettin’ pneumonia, the hot water is goneFreezin’, sneezin’, you wanna dry your back, a wellDidja’ ever get one of them days when there’s no towel on the rack(Yeah, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack)
Didja’ everDidja’ ever getDidja’ ever get oneDidja’ ever get one of them girls
Didja’ ever get one of them girls, boysDidja’ ever get one of them girlsWho’s awful nice but cold as iceDidja’ ever get one of them girls, boysDidja’ ever get one of them girls(Yeah, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls)
You’re at a drive-in movie with a cute brunetteA countin’ on the kisses that you figure to getCloser, closer, then she hollers, “woah!”Didja’ ever get one of them girls who just wants to watch the show(Yeah, show, show, show, show, show, show, show, show)
Didja’ everDidja’ ever getDidja’ ever get oneDidja’ ever get one of themDidja’ ever get one of them days
Didja’ ever get one of them days, boysDidja’ ever get one of them daysWhen nothin’ is rightFrom mornin’ to nightDidja’ ever get one of them days, boyDidja’ ever get one of them days(Yeah, days, days, days, days, days, days, days, days)
You’re on a Sunday picnic and then it starts to pourYou run through poison ivy, scratch until you are soreAnts come dancin’, carry off the breadDidja’ ever get one of them days when you should-a stayed in bed(Yeah, days, days, days, days, days, days, days, days)
Didja’ everDidja’ ever getDidja’ ever get oneDidja’ ever get one of themDaysOne of them days

 

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