| By j. |
| otis
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| Way down in a country town one day
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| A little ole country band began to play.
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| They had two guitars and a beat-up saxophone;
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| When the leader said go them cats began to blow.
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| Ooh wee oh oh, ooh la la Lets rock and roll.
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| Now all the poeple gathered round
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| Just to dig that rockin rollin sound.
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| Suddenly the drummer rang a bell
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| And all them country cats began to yell.
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| Ooh wee oh oh, ooh la la Lets rock and roll.
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| Ole macdonald did a crazy bop
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| Said its time to milk my cow, I got to stop,
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| But just before I cool it and cut out
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| Heres something all you cats can think about.
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| Ooh wee oh oh, ooh la la Lets rock and roll.
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| Snaggle-toothed malinda was a drag,
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| She latched onto a dude who showed up stag.
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| He tried to run and then he tripped and fell;
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| She kissed him and we all could hear him yell.
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| Ooh wee oh oh, ooh la la Lets rock and roll.
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| Well, a hound dog ran a polecat into town,
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| Brought him to the dance and laid him down.
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| Someone hollered skunk and you can bet
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| All them country cats is runnin yet.
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| Ooh wee oh oh, ooh la la Lets rock and roll. |