A happy Rockabilly song about someone who loves his music
© 2008 Doug Jones and Ann Leisten
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“ROARIN’
I’m a ramblin’ man who’s born and bound to roam.
When I get my band together
Then the highway is my home.
Got a lovin’ gal who loves me well
And lets me do my stuff,
I’ve got rock-a-billy roarin’ in my blood!
I’VE GOT ROCK-A-BILLY ROARIN’ IN MY BLOOD!
I CAN FEEL THAT ENGINE REVVIN’ UP THE WIND AGAINST MY SKIN.
AND IT’S HARD TO TELL WHERE THE MUSIC ENDS
AND THE REST OF ME BEGINS,
(cause) I’VE GOT ROCK-A-BILLY ROARIN’ IN MY BLOOD!
You can have your 9-to-5; it ain’t my style.
I look forward to my music,
Ev’ry minute, ev’ry mile.
I don’t want to drive no fancy cars
Or dress in fancy duds,
(cause) I’ve got rock-a-billy roarin’ in my blood!
CHORUS: R E P E A T
BRIDGE: I want to feel the winds of change
Blowin’ in my face.
And I long to see what life unfolds
As I move, from place to place.
CHORUS: R E P E A T
VERSE: Well, I’m drinkin’ up the thunder of the crowd,
And I thrive upon that feelin’
When the music’s rockin’ loud.
And there’ nothin’ that can take the place
Of the music that I love
I’ve got rock-a-billy roarin’ in my blood.
CHORUS: REPEAT
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