Elvis Presley’s 1962 Private Jet Is Up For Auction – Here’s How It Looks Inside

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Elvis Presley’s 1962 Private Jet Is Up For Auction – Here’s How It Looks Inside

Ruth KamauApr 15, 2025

Note: we are republishing this story which originally made the news in December 2022.

Elvis Presley’s iconic 1962 Lockheed 1329 JetStar, a symbol of his larger-than-life persona, is set to hit the auction block in January. This one-of-a-kind aircraft, once a centerpiece of the King of Rock and Roll’s busy touring life, offers fans a unique chance to own a piece of musical history.

Elvis Presley’s iconic 1962 Lockheed 1329 JetStar at an airport, Photo Credit: Octane Magazine NL/Facebook

The JetStar, which Elvis purchased in 1976 for $840,000, is equipped with luxurious features that reflect his signature style. Inside, the jet boasts red velvet swivel chairs, a matching couch, wood paneling from the 1970s, and an entertainment cabinet complete with a TV, VCR, cassette player, and headphone ports. A microwave, drink dispenser, and a preserved toilet and vanity round out its retro charm.

After Presley’s untimely death in 1977, the jet was sold and eventually made its way to an aircraft graveyard in Roswell, New Mexico, where it has remained for decades. It last changed hands at an auction in 2017, selling for approximately $430,000. Now, the plane is back on the market, offering enthusiasts and collectors a rare chance to restore this aviation treasure.

The jet is in need of significant restoration. It currently lacks an engine, and many cockpit components are missing. However, the Mecum Auctions listing calls it an “incredible restoration opportunity” with potential to be transformed into a one-of-a-kind Elvis exhibit

The cockpit of Elvis Presley’s iconic 1962 Lockheed 1329 JetStar, Photo Credit: Octane Magazine NL/Facebook
In addition to the plane itself, the new owner will receive copies of Aircraft Security Agreement documents signed by Presley. This added touch of authenticity makes the purchase even more special for die-hard Elvis fans.

Elvis’s love for aviation was no secret. Elvis Presley’s fleet of private planes included a custom Convair 880, affectionately named “Lisa Marie” in honor of his daughter, as well as an additional JetStar. These planes were famously dubbed “Hound Dog 1” and “Hound Dog 2,” a nod to one of his most beloved songs.

The interior of Elvis Presley’s iconic 1962 Lockheed 1329 JetStar, Photo Credit: Octane Magazine NL/Facebook

The Mecum listing emphasizes Presley’s unmatched impact on music history, stating, “This jet offers a rare opportunity to honor and celebrate Elvis’s remarkable legacy.”

For those who adore the King of Rock and Roll, this upcoming auction represents more than just a sale—it’s an opportunity to preserve and honor the spirit of an American icon.

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