Elvis Presley – Once Is Enough

Introduction

A Soulful Ballad from the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll

In 1964, Elvis Presley released the song “Once Is Enough” as part of the soundtrack for his film “Kissin’ Cousins.” The ballad, written by Sid Tepper and Roy C. Bennett, is a poignant and heartfelt expression of unrequited love. With its gentle melody and evocative lyrics, the song has become a timeless classic that continues to resonate with listeners of all ages.

The song’s narrator is a man who has fallen deeply in love with a woman, but he knows that his feelings are not reciprocated. Despite his heartbreak, he sings that he will cherish the memory of their brief encounter, knowing that “once is enough” to hold that special place in his heart.

Presley’s performance of “Once Is Enough” is masterful. His voice is tender and vulnerable, conveying the depths of the narrator’s emotions. The song’s orchestral arrangement is equally impressive, adding a touch of melancholy and sophistication to the track.

“Once Is Enough” is a rare example of Elvis Presley venturing into the realm of slow, romantic ballads. However, his interpretation of the song is so heartfelt and sincere that it has become one of his most beloved and enduring tracks. The song’s message of unrequited love is universal and relatable, and its timeless melody and production make it a true classic of popular music.

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Lyrics

All you got is one life
Living once can be rough
But if you live every day all the way
Once is enough

You can own just one suit
Worn and torn at the cuff
But if you’re livin’ the life that you love
Once is enough

What’s the good of reaching ninety
If you waste eighty-nine
You got one life so live it
If you don’t it’s a crime

Life’s a playful puppy
You can grab by the scruff
And if you live every sec’ what the heck
Once is enough

Never wait until tomorrow
What if it never comes
Life is a seven layer
Don’t you settle for crumbs

Life’s a playful puppy
You can grab by the scruff
And if you live every sec’ what the heck
Once is enough
And if you live every sec’ what the heck
Once is enough
And if you live every sec’ what the heck
Once is enough

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