Boogie-blues Piano

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Well, my momma met my daddy down in Alabama They tied the knot so here I am Born on the bayou on the Texas Line Loved in Louisiana and raised on Jambalaya Now before I could walk, I had a guitar in my hand By the time I could talk, I had my own band I went on the road when I was eight years old When I turned fifteen, I was stealing the show Money to burn and the girls were pretty It didn't take me long to learn that I was born to boogie When I was eighteen, I went to Hollywood I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode Got my guitar painted to dance the California Sun A red Cadillac having to much fun Now we were playing them halls and jammin' Then back we moved it on over to M.G.M. They said, "This is the boy we've been telling you about" He lit a cigar and stuck his hand out He said, "Son have, we got a deal for you" "I'm gonna make you a star, give you fifty thousand, too" I told him my momma didn't raise no fool I'll take your money, I'll make you a movie But I can tell ya right now, I was born to boogie Well, my name is Bocephus, I drink a whiskey by the gallon And I never back down and I love a good challenge What I do now is what I did then I like to get down with all my rowdy friends Now I can be sweet and I can be mean I still got my hat and I still wear my jeans My shades are chrome, my guitar's steal If you think I won't then believe me I will Get down on you baby 'cause I ain't no rookie I was put here to party and I was born to boogie