Rock a Billy - Studio Sound Group

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Some people think it came from Tennessee

Then spread on out to the lone prairie

It’s the hillbilly rock, feeddlee dee

Turns me inside out

Gimme some

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Hey, grab yourself a partner, lose the blues

Wear your store-bought clothes and your stompin' shoes

Better head for the hills, gonna blow my fuse

Hooo, I’m gonna shout

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Since rock-a-billy swang the do-si-do

And the gee-tar man chased the old banjo

Leave the hoe for the crow, holler «Go, oh man, go»

Wiggle like a trout

Gimme some

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From the moment I feel this crazy beat

Ya gotta lose control or you’re two left feet

Give me mountain juice, turn me loose

Leave me wave my arms about

Gimme some

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Ya know what rock-a-billy's all about

Ya know it’s gonna make ya sing and shout

Ya know you’re gonna act like a crazy fool

Who cares?

It’s cool

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Alcune persone pensano che provenga dal Tennessee

Quindi diffondersi nella prateria solitaria

È il rock hillbilly, feeddlee dee

Mi rigira

Dammi un po'

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Ehi, prenditi un partner, perdi il blues

Indossa i tuoi vestiti acquistati in negozio e le tue scarpe da calpestio

Meglio dirigersi verso le colline, far saltare la mia miccia

Hooo, urlerò

Dammi un po'

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Dal momento che il rock-a-billy fa oscillare il do-si-do

E l'uomo gee-tar ha inseguito il vecchio banjo

Lascia la zappa per il corvo, grida "Vai, oh uomo, vai"

Muoviti come una trota

Dammi un po'

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Dal momento in cui sento questo ritmo pazzesco

Devi perdere il controllo o hai due piedi sinistri

Dammi il succo di montagna, liberami

Lasciami agitare le braccia

Dammi un po'

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Sai di cosa tratta il rock-a-billy

Sai che ti farà cantare e gridare

Lo sai che ti comporterai come un pazzo

Che importa?

È bello

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