[Verse 1]
First thing I remember, I was standin' by my brother
Singin' "My Heart Skips a Beat"
It was Buck, Merle, Jones, Cash, rattlin' the car dash
Cruisin' down a small-town street
Elvis had the killer hair and lots of Roger Miller
Makes a little boy's eyes get wide
Got a big dose of Johnny Horton, Connie Smith, and Jim Reeves
Conway and Charley Pride
Ol' Hank was the man, is the man, will be the man
Ain't nobody disputin' that
But then I turned thirteen, a little bitty James Dean
And went to see Foghat
[Chorus]
I got a rock 'n roll bone, it quickly came alive
I knew I had to have it for this country boy to survive
I found Chuck Berry, Thе Beatles and The Rolling Stonеs
Yeah, me and Bocephus, we got a rock 'n' roll bone
[Verse 2]
Next thing I remember, I was workin' in the beer joint
Cut and Shoot honky-tonk dives
It was me and Scotty up all night, tryna keep the music right
Singin' "Mama's Hungry Eyes"
May have seemed silly doin' so much Kris and Willie
When the clientele just wanted to howl
But even lots of Waylon could only keep us sailin'
For just so long 'til the natives would growl
Well, the boss said pick it up, turn it up, and keep it up
And get the rowdies out of the door
But then we broke an inter to a bit of Lynyrd Skynyrd
Just to keep 'em out on the floor
First thing I remember, I was standin' by my brother
Singin' "My Heart Skips a Beat"
It was Buck, Merle, Jones, Cash, rattlin' the car dash
Cruisin' down a small-town street
Elvis had the killer hair and lots of Roger Miller
Makes a little boy's eyes get wide
Got a big dose of Johnny Horton, Connie Smith, and Jim Reeves
Conway and Charley Pride
Ol' Hank was the man, is the man, will be the man
Ain't nobody disputin' that
But then I turned thirteen, a little bitty James Dean
And went to see Foghat
[Chorus]
I got a rock 'n roll bone, it quickly came alive
I knew I had to have it for this country boy to survive
I found Chuck Berry, Thе Beatles and The Rolling Stonеs
Yeah, me and Bocephus, we got a rock 'n' roll bone
[Verse 2]
Next thing I remember, I was workin' in the beer joint
Cut and Shoot honky-tonk dives
It was me and Scotty up all night, tryna keep the music right
Singin' "Mama's Hungry Eyes"
May have seemed silly doin' so much Kris and Willie
When the clientele just wanted to howl
But even lots of Waylon could only keep us sailin'
For just so long 'til the natives would growl
Well, the boss said pick it up, turn it up, and keep it up
And get the rowdies out of the door
But then we broke an inter to a bit of Lynyrd Skynyrd
Just to keep 'em out on the floor
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