Some people call it the rhythm,
some people call it the blues
Some people call it a pain in the ear,
some people call it bad news
Hey, if you call me whatever you want to
Just whatever you feel in your soul
Whoa, whoa, it's just that good old
They took a holler from a
They took the thunder from
They took a rattle from a
And the funky alligator crawls
Then you find the beat of a bourbon train
And it's just that good old
Well, hello, rock and roll
Tell me where you've been
Oh, buddy, sure we're good
When the music starts stealin'
with your guitar screamin'
And the back beat takes control
Well, it's just sad good ol'
Well, now, some people like it a little
And some people like it a lot
Some people like it red hot
Some people like it kind of rowdy and loud
So they turn up the radio
hello rock and roll, tell me where you've been
Oh, buddy, it sure is good just
When the music starts stealin'
with your guitar screamin'
And the backbeat takes control
Well, it's just that good old
Yeah, it's just that good old