LYRICS
courtesy of Justin Sherrill & Geoff Pullan
ROCKIN' DADDY (Chester Burnett, Arc Music Corp- BMI)
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long.
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone.
I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn.
I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn.
I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate.
Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me.
Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me.
I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree.
Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while,
They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while,
With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style.
I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style,
I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style,
I can let you down easy, like jelly on a plate.
Yeh, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
Yes, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
I can let you down easy, when I think your money gone.
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long.
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone.
I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn.
I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn.
I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate.
Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me.
Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me.
I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree.
Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while,
They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while,
With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style.
I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style,
I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style,
I can let you down easy, like jelly on a plate.
Yeh, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
Yes, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
I can let you down easy, when I think your money gone
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can really rock you all night long.
Yes, you call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
I can let you down easy, when I think your money's gone.
I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn.
I can rock you easy, don't want you to have a turn.
I just let you down easy, like jelly on a plate.
Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me.
Some raggin' and shakin', don't mean a thing to me.
I'm a hip shakin' daddy, I can shake like a willow tree.
Call me the rocker, I can really rock a while,
They call me the rocker, I can really rock a while,
With a real gone mama, don't let me take your style.
I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style,
I can rock it easy, don't wanna take your style,
I can let you down easy, like jelly on a plate.
Yeh, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
Yes, they call me the rocker, I can rock you all night long.
I can let you down easy, when I think your money gone.
POOR BOY (Chester Burnett, Arc Music Corp- BMI)
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone.
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Poor boy sews patches on his clothes,
Stuffs newspaper in his shoes.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I got so many friends in Chicago,
Place just can't do me no harm.
SITTIN' ON TOP OF THE WORLD (Chester Burnett, Arc Music Corp- BMI)
One summer day, she went away.
She gone and left me, she gone to stay.
But now she gone, and I don't worry.
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
Worked all the summer, and worked all the fall.
I had to take my Christmas, in my overall.
But now she gone, and I don't worry.
Because I'm sitting on top of the world.
Goin' down to the freight yard, just to meet a freight train.
I'm gonna leave this town, well it's just got too hard.
But now she gone, and I don't worry.
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
One summer day, she went away.
She gone and left me, she gone to stay.
But now she gone, and I don't worry.
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
I ASKED FOR WATER (Chester Burnett, Arc Music Corp- BMI)
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
Oh, I asked her for water, she brought me gasoline.
That's the troublingest woo-hoo (woman?), that I ever seen.
The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow.
The church bell tollin', the hearse come driving slow.
I hope my baby, don't leave me no more.
Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home?
Oh tell me baby, when are you coming back home?
You know I love you baby, but you've been gone too long.
MOANIN' AT MIDNIGHT (Chester Burnett, Arc Music Corp- BMI)
Well, somebody knocking on my door
Well, somebody knocking on my door
Well, I'm so worried, don't know where to go
Well, somebody calling me, calling on my telephone
Well, somebody calling me, over my telephone
Well, keep on calling, tell them I'm not at home
(Hums)
Well, don't not worry, Daddy's gone to bed
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