Introduction
When Elvis Presley roared through āBurning Loveā in 1972, the world wasnāt just hearing another song. They were witnessing the King of Rock ānā Roll claw his way back into the charts with one of the most explosive performances of his career. After years of movie scripts, Vegas routines, and critics whispering that the fire was gone, Elvis proved them all wrong. He didnāt just singāhe burned.
This wasnāt the smooth, shy boy from the 1950s crooning āLove Me Tender.ā No, this was a man on the edge, his voice raw, urgent, dripping with passion and desperation. āBurning Loveā wasnāt just a hitāit was a battle cry, a final eruption of energy that reminded the world why Elvis had once turned music upside down.
But hereās the shock: āBurning Loveā was his last Top 10 hit. The Kingās fiery resurgence was also his last blaze of glory. After that, the decline beganāa spiral of exhaustion, addiction, and fading light. The very song that set the charts ablaze also foreshadowed the inevitable: the fire could not burn forever.
Fans who saw him perform āBurning Loveā live say it felt dangerousālike Elvis himself was holding nothing back, as if he knew this might be one of his final chances to show the world the full force of his soul. That mix of electricity, sweat, and near-mad passion made the song unforgettable.
More than fifty years later, āBurning Loveā still crackles like an untamed flame. It is both triumphant and tragicāa reminder of Elvis at his most alive, and a haunting signal of how close he was to the edge.
Elvis didnāt just sing āBurning Love.ā He lived it. He was it. And in that fire, he burned himself into eternity.
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Lyrics
Lord Almighty, I feel my temperature risin’, mmm
Higher, higher, it’s burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl, girl, you’re gonna set me on fire
My brain is flamin’, I don’t know which way to go, yeah
Your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
You light my mornin’ sky with burning love, mmm
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I feel my temperature risin’, mm
Help me, I’m flamin’, I must be a 109, mmm
Burnin’, burnin’, burnin’ and nothing can cool me, yeah
I just might turn into smoke, but I feel fine
‘Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my mornin’ sky with burning love
It’s comin’ closer, the flames are now lickin’ my body, mm
Won’t you help me? I feel like I’m slippin’ away
It’s hard to breathe, and my chest is a-heavin’, mmm, hmm
Lord, have mercy, I’m burning a hole where I lay, yeah
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky with burning love
With burning love (a hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah)
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love (ah)
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love (ah)
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah, ah (ah)
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
