Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Can you still recall in the juke box hall
When the music played
And the world span 'round to a brand new sound
In those far off days
In their blue suede shoes, they would scream and shout
As they they sang the blues, let it all hang out
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Little Queenie bopped at the high school hop
Dancing to the beat
With her U.S. Male and her pony tail
She looked so sweet
Times are changing fast, but we won't forget
Though the age has passed they'll be rockin yet
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll