Gather 'round, cats, and I'll tell you a story About how to become an All American Boy Buy you a guitar and put it in tune You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon. Impressin' the girls, pickin' hot licks, and all that jazz
I-I bought me a guitar a year ago Learned how to play in a day or so And all around town it was well understood That I was knockin' 'em out like Johnny B. Goode Hot licks, showin' off, ah number one.
Well , I 'd practice all day and up into the night My papa's hair was turnin' white Cause he didn't like rock'n'roll He said "You can stay, boy, but that's gotta go." He's a square, he just didn't dig me at all
So I took my guitar, picks and all And bid farewell to my poor ole pa And I split for Memphis where they say all Them swingin' cats are havin' a ball Sessions, hot licks and all, they dig me
I was rockin' and boppin' and I's a gettin' the breaks The girls all said that I had what it takes When up stepped a man with a big cigar He said "come here, cat--I'm gonnna make you a star." "I'll put you on Bandstand, buy ya a Cadillac, sign here, kid."
I signed my name and became a star Havin' a ball with my guitar Driving a big long Cadillac and fightin' the girls off ma back They just kept a'comin', screamin', yeah-they like it
So I'd pick my guitar with a great big grin And the money just kept on pourin' in But then one day my Uncle Sam He said (sound of 3 footsteps) "Here I am" "Uncle Sam needs you, boy I'm-a gonna cut your hair ah-Take this rifle, kid Gimme that guitar" yeah.
Writer/s: EDWARD SEVERIN BROWNE
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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"Come Dancing" by The Kinks was inspired by the older sister of Ray Davies, who would make guys take her out dancing and spend their money on her, only to send them home frustrated with just a peck on the cheek.