The All American Boy Lyrics
The All American Boy - Bill Parsons
Gather 'round cats and I'll tell you a story
About how to become an All American Boy
Buy you a gittar and put it in tune
You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon
Impressin' the girls
Pickin' hot licks and all that jazz
I I bought me a gittar a year ago
Learned how to play in a day or so
And all around town it was well understood
That I was knockin' them out like Johnny B Goode
Hot licks showin' off ah number one
Well I'd practice all day and up into the night
My papa's hair was turnin' white
Cause he didn't like rock and roll
He said "You can stay boy
But that's gotta go "
He's a square he just didn't dig me at all
So I took my gittar picks and all
Bid farewell to my poor olepa
Split for Memphis where they say all
Them swingin' cats are havin' a ball
Sessions hot licks and all they dig me
I was rockin' and boppin'
And is a gettin' the breaks
The girls all said that I had what it takes
When up stepped a man with a big cigar
He said "come here
Cat I'm make you a star "
"I'll put you on Bandstand
Buy ya a Cadillac sign here kid "
I signed my name and became a star
Havin' a ball with my gittar
Driving a big long Cadillac
And fightin' the girls off ma back
They just kept a'comin'
Screamin' yeah they like it
So I'd pick my gittar with a great big grin
And the money just kept on pourin' in
But then one day my Uncle Sam
He said sound of 3 footsteps "Here I am"
"Uncle Sam needs you boy
I'm a gonna cut your hair
Ah Take this rifle kid
Gimme that gittar" yeah