The All American Boy Lyrics
The All American Boy - Bill Parsons
Written by：Parsons/Luneford/RR
Gather 'round cats
And I'll tell you a story
About how to become an all American boy
Buy your a guitar and put it in tune
You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon
Impressin' the girls
Pickin' hot licks
Al that jazz
I I bought me a guitar a year ago
Learned how to play in a day or so
And all around town
It was well understood
That I was knockin' 'em out
Like Johnny be good
Hot legs 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'n'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 guitar
Picks and all
Bid farewell to my poor ole
Split for memphis where they say all
Them swingin' cats are havin' a ball sessions
Hot licks and all
They dig
I will rockin' and boppin'and
I's 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 gonnna 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 guitar
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 guitar with a great big grin
And the money just kept on pourin' in
But then one day my uncle Sam
He said
Here I am
Uncle Sam needs you boy
I'm a gonna cut your hair
Ah take that rifle kid
Gimme that guitar yeah