[Verse 1]
In a little town in Idaho, way back in '61
A man was fryin' burgers, gee, it seemed like lots of fun
But to his friend, the bun boy, he confessed, "It's misery
I think I'd like to start a group, so come along with me"
[Chorus]
And all you stations across the nation
Please play our records for your congregation
[Verse 2]
The band soon started boomin', they were rakin' in the coin
They found a few musicians and persuaded them to join
And Paul Revere decided since they had such newfound fame
"We need a fancy title," and The Raiders they became
[Chorus]
And all you stations across the nation
Please play our records for your congregation
[Verse 3]
Soon packed up for Hollywood to reap their fortunes there
The streets aren't really paved with gold, and you can't live on air
And then Dick Clark approached them, said, "I know a thing or two
I'll put you on a TV show and make big stars of you"
In a little town in Idaho, way back in '61
A man was fryin' burgers, gee, it seemed like lots of fun
But to his friend, the bun boy, he confessed, "It's misery
I think I'd like to start a group, so come along with me"
[Chorus]
And all you stations across the nation
Please play our records for your congregation
[Verse 2]
The band soon started boomin', they were rakin' in the coin
They found a few musicians and persuaded them to join
And Paul Revere decided since they had such newfound fame
"We need a fancy title," and The Raiders they became
[Chorus]
And all you stations across the nation
Please play our records for your congregation
[Verse 3]
Soon packed up for Hollywood to reap their fortunes there
The streets aren't really paved with gold, and you can't live on air
And then Dick Clark approached them, said, "I know a thing or two
I'll put you on a TV show and make big stars of you"
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