Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole
[Chorus:]
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole
When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
Like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And that's all she wrote
[Repeat Chorus]
He sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans
[Repeat Chorus]
He plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet
When he gets the rockin fever
Baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin
Till his guitar breaks
[Repeat Chorus]
There's a man in New Orleans Who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man With a great big soul He lays down a beat Like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole [Chorus:] You know he's gone, gone, gone Jumpin like a catfish on a pole You know he's gone, gone, gone Hip shaking King Creole When the king starts to do it It's as good as done He holds his guitar Like a tommy gun He starts to growl From way down his throat He bends a string And that's all she wrote [Repeat Chorus] He sings a song about a crowded hole He sings a song about a jelly roll He sings a song about meat and greens He wails some blues about New Orleans [Repeat Chorus] He plays something evil Then he plays something sweet No matter what he plays You got to get up on your feet When he gets the rockin fever Baby, heaven sakes He don't stop playin Till his guitar breaks [Repeat Chorus] Explain Request ×
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