5 acessos
In my hometown, where i was born
My clothes were kind a ragged and my shoes were worn
I used to plough the fields, i used to sow the corn
Till i heard the news that rock 'n' roll was born
Now i rock in my rockin' shoes
Yeah, i rock-a-rock away all my blues
And when the bluebird doesn't bring good news
I just rock it all away in my rockin' shoes
Well, i'm a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
I first started rockin' in an old haystack
I don't drive a sportscar or cadillac
Just a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
Now that you've heard what converted me
To a real hepcat to the highest degree
Well baby, maybe you can see
This rock 'n' roll music was a-meant for me
Yeah, and i rock in my rockin' shoes
Yeah, i rock-a-rock away all my blues
And when the bluebird doesn't bring good news
I just rock it all away in my rockin' shoes
Well, i'm a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
I first started rockin' in an old haystack
I don't drive a sportscar or cadillac
Just a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
Well, i'm a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
I first started rockin' in an old haystack
I don't drive a sportscar or cadillac
I'm just a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
Cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
Cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back
Cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back!