Carl Perkins — Born to Rock

My mama told me she said Son you might not stop Mama you're just a little bit late 'Cause your cat's got to rock I feel the rhythm in me Rockabilly music sends me wild I'm afraid it does, mama Ah, excuse me mom, 'cause I can't stop This rockabilly was born to rock Born to rock Born to roll I played my guitar when I lived down on the farm My daddy thought one time it'd grown to my arm And I feel the fire down in me Rockabilly music sends me wild Ah, excuse me dad, 'cause I can't stop Your rockabilly was born to rock Born to rock Born to roll I'm gonna rock, rock, rock till I drop Well, I'm gonna roll, roll, roll till I roll Well, I'm gonna rock, rock, rock till I drop I'm gonna roll, roll, roll till I roll Ah, thank you folks for one more shot This rockabilly was born to rock Born to rock Born to roll We got all the good folks now just working on space And I do believe they're gonna make it some day They'll park their ship on Mars And find there's cats rocking round the stars They will Ha-ha, well they might Ah, thank you, Jack, for one more shot This rockabilly was born to rock Born to rock Born to roll Well, I'm gonna rock, rock, rock till I drop Yeah, I'm gonna roll, roll, roll till I roll Well, I'm gonna rock, rock, rock till I drop I'm gonna roll, roll, roll till I roll I want to thank you folks for one more shot This rockabilly was born to rock Born to rock Born to roll Born to rock Born to roll Born to rock Born to roll Born to rock Born to roll I was born to rock Born to roll Yeah, I want to thank you Jack for one more shot This rockabilly was born to rock Born to rock Born to roll C'mon rock