| When he was a child, just a baby boy
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| He wanted to play rock music and sing some songs of joy
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| When he started school, he just could pat his feet
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| The first song he ever learned had a strong boogie beat
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| Come on now
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| Rock it, rock it, rock it along
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| Roll it, roll it, roll it on
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| Git it, git it, git it on
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| Got it, got it, got it and gone
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| Then one day it happened, they hauled him off to war
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| Way over there in no man’s land, just him and his guitar
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| Nobody near to love him, nobody ever sent him news
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| What could a poor boy do at night, but to sit down and sing them blues
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| Early one morning they called him, oh, what a beautiful day
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| They packed him in an old army plane and flew him back home to stay
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| He landed in Clark Air base, but didn’t have no place to go
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| So he sit down with his guitar in the middle of the street and gave everybody a
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| free show |