The All-American Boy

The All-American Boy - The Comptones

And Gather around cats

I'll tell you a story

About how to become an All American Boy

Buy you a guitar and put it in tune

You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon

Impressin' the girls pickin' hot licks

All that jazz

I bought me a guitar a year ago

Learned how to play in a day or so

All around town it was well understood

That I was knockin' them

Out like Johnny B Goode

Hot licks showin' off ah number one

I'd practice all day

And up into the night

My papa's hair was turnin' white

He didn't like rock 'n' roll

He said stay Boy

But that's gotta go

He's a square just didn't dig me at all

So I took my guitar picks and all

Bid farewell to my poor ole pa

I 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 It'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

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

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 this rifle kid

Gimme that guitar