| There was an old woman that lived in a shoe
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| She had so many children, she didn’t know what to do They were doin' all right, till she took 'em to town
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| The kids started pickin' 'em up and puttin' 'em down
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| Now all your children wanna rock, mama
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| All your children want to roll
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| They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
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| All your children want to rock
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| Well, we’re not tryin' to live too fast
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| And we might as well try to live in class
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| Better move out before the rent comes due
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| 'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe
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| All your children want to rock, mama
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| All your children wanna rock
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| Wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
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| All your children want to rock
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| Well, every night when it’s quiet and still
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| You can hear it echoing through the hill
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| From a blue suede shoe on a mountain top
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| All of mama’s children are doin' the bop
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| All your children wanna rock, mama
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| All your children want to roll
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| They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
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| All your children want to rock
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| Well, all your children wanna rock, mama
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| All your children wanna roll
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| They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
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| All your children want to rock |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All Mama’s Children , by - Carl Perkins. Song from the album Deluxe: Greatest Hits - Carl Perkins, in the genre Иностранный рок