Rockín Roll Flair

I saw Elvis on the Sullivan show
he swiveled his hips and he moved so bold
That I grew up to love that rock'n roll

The mamas and papas and sonny and Cher
Played their music at the county fair
A little bit of country and a little bit of sad, but they
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

Rock'n Roll is still the boss
A rolling stone gathers no moss
A gambler knows that a winning pair is
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

I saw Hank on the Opry show
He sang about hurtín and them feeling so low
And I grew up to love those country songs

Waylon and Willie were an outlaw pair
Singing those songs no other dared
A little bit of wild and a little of bad, but they
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

Rock'n Roll is still the boss
A rolling stone gathers no moss
A gambler knows that a winning pair is
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

I heard Woody on a radio show
Singing about them Okies and the great dust bowl
And I grew up to love that those old folk songs

Well Pete sang his protest across the land
Peter Paul and Mary they all held hands
A little bit of commie and a little bit of mad, but they
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

Rock'n Roll is still the boss
A rolling stone gathers no moss
A gambler knows that a winning pair is
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

I heard Muddy on an old phono
His mojo working and his Hoochie Coochie too
And I grew up to love those rhythm and blues

He came up from the cotton and delta land
Singing about hardship and making his stand
A little bit of anger was driving the man, but he
Always played with a rock'n roll flair

Rock'n Roll is still the boss
A rolling stone gathers no moss
A gambler knows that a winning pair is
Always played with a rock'n roll flair



© 2006 Jim Cain

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