THE ALL AMERICAN BOY
(PARSONS-LUNSFORD)
(BOBBY BARE)Key C
C F G7 C
Gather 'round, cats, an I'll tell you a story bout how to become an All American BoyC F G7 C
Buy ya a gittar an put it in tune, An you'll be rockin' an rollin' soon.F G7 C
Impressin' the girls, pickin' hot licks, and all that jazz!
I bought me a gittar a year ago Learned how to play in a day or so
An all round town, it was well understood, that I was knockin' 'em out like "Johnny B. Goode"
Hot licks, showin' off ! Ah Number One!
Then I practice all day an up into the night My papa's hair was turnin' white
Cause he didn't like Rock 'n' roll. He said "You can stay, boy, but that's gotta go."
He's a square, he jus didn' dig me at all
So I took my gittar, picks an all Said farewell t my poor ol "pa"
Split for Memphis, where they say, "Y all" An them swingin' cats are havin' a ball!
Session, hot licks an all. They dig me
I was rockin' and bopin' an gettin' the breaks, an the girls all said I had what it takes
When up stepped a man with a big cigar, He said "Cm here cat, I'm gonnna make you a star!"
"I'll put cha on "Bandstand"! Buy ya a Cadillac! Sign here, kid."
I signed my name an became a star. Havin' a ball with my gittar
Drivin a big, long Cadillac an fightin' the girls offn m back!
They jus kep acomin', screamin', yeah! They like it!
So I pickd my gittar with a great big gain, fin the money jus kept on pourin' in,
But then, one day Uncle Sam, He says (knock!, knock!) "Here I am"
"Uncle Sam needs you, boy! I'm a-gonna cut your hair off!
Now, uh take this rifle, kid. Gimme that gittar" Yeah!