This is the lyric as it stands right now.

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“PAGING MR. PAGE”
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I took a tour where Elvis got his start
Shreveport Municipal sure played a part
Thought I knew music but met a country sage
My new-found friend, Mr. Page
Mr. Page was the M.C. early on
I learned some juicy things 'bout stars long gone
Then, he said Look around, be sure to stand onstage
I'd made a friend in Mr. Page

[ CHORUS: ]
(I / I'd) roamed the place and (saw/seen) Hank's dressing room
I could hear Mr. Page: Hey Lefty, time to sing a tune
Echos of Kitty and those from Patsy, too
I thought of Elvis, now, what would be his age
And I wondered, back then, what was his wage
I said where is the M.C. of this stage
Paging Mr. Page ( 2x ) ( echo effect like hall intercom? )

[ MODULATE + 1/2 ]
Such hallowed hallways, Shreveport took me back
Back to the early days when Hank was catching flack
Then Elvis rocked the world, the Opry turned him down
We owe so much, they liked kings in this town
I told my new friend, I'll be back again
He said If you act right, I'll tell 'em Let ya in
We made a photograph where Elvis turned to bronze
And James's statue is where he always was

[ CHORUS - REPEAT ]

[ BRIDGE: ]
My bus hit Nashville but I hadn't slept a wink
I'd failed to ask the man, now, what will Mama think
She'd surely want to know, had I asked 'bout Mr. Cash
I grabbed the phone and dialed in a flash (musical riff runup)

Paging Mr. Page ( 3x ) ( vocal echo like hall intercom? )

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Me Bill
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