About the song
Elvis Presley’s “An American Trilogy” is more than just a song; it’s a profound musical experience, a sonic canvas that paints American history in both heroic and tragic tones. Released in 1972, the song quickly became one of the classics of the “King of Rock & Roll’s” career.
The song is a masterful combination of three traditional American songs: “Dixie”, “All My Trials” and “The Battle Hymn of the Republic”. Elvis skillfully blended these three melodies, creating an emotional epic that expressed the unity and resilience of the American people.
“Dixie”, with its cheerful melody, evokes the American South before the Civil War. “All My Trials” is a sad folk song, with a strong black slave feel, expressing pain and loss. Finally, “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” resonates strongly, praising patriotism and faith in a bright future.
Elvis Presley’s powerful voice breathes life into every melody and every word, moving listeners. He does not just sing, he tells a story, a story about history, about faith and about hope.
“An American Trilogy” is not only a commercially successful song, but also a work of art with profound historical and cultural value. It has become an indispensable part of Elvis’s performances, and is considered one of the best performances of his career.
This song is also a testament to Elvis Presley’s talent and versatility. He was not only a rock and roll star, but also an artist who could perform many different musical genres, from country music, gospel music to pop music.
“An American Trilogy” has left a deep impression on music fans around the world. To this day, the song is still loved and often played on radio and television. It is a reminder of America’s heroic and tragic past, and a celebration of the unity and hope of its people.
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Lyrics
Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old things they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
‘Cause Dixieland, that’s where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morning
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry
You know your daddy’s bound to die
But all my trials, Lord, will soon be over
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on
