The All-American Boy

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Gather 'round cats and 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 a rockin' and a rollin' soon [Chorus] Impressin' the girls, hittin' hot licks, and all that jazz [Verse 2] I bought me a guitar a year ago Learned how to play it in a day or so And all around town it was well understood That I was knocking 'em out like Johnny B. Goode [Chorus] Hot licks, showing off, ah, number one [Verse 3] Well I practiced all day and up into the night My papa's hair was a turnin' white 'Cause he didn't like rock and roll He said, "You can stay boy, but that's gotta go" [Chorus] He's a square, he just didn't dig me at all [Verse 4] So I took my guitar, picks and all Bid farewell to my poor old pa I split for Memphis where they say 'you all' And them swinging cats are a havin' a ball [Chorus] Session, hot lick and all, they dig me [Verse 5] I rocking and bopping and getting all 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, kid, I'm gonna make you a star" [Chorus] "I'll put you on Bandstand', buy you a Cadillac, sign here, kid" [Verse 6] I signed the name and became a star Having a ball with my guitar Driving a big, long Cadillac And fighting the girls off'n my back [Chorus] They just keep a comin', screaming, yeah, they love it [Verse 7] So I picked my guitar with a great big grin And the money just kept on pouring in And then one day my Uncle Sam says *knocking* "here I am!" Uncle Sam needs you, boy, I'm, ah, gonna cut your hair off [Chorus] Take this rifle kid, gimme that guitar, yeah