[1] You can tell I'm from the country
See I'm from out of town
But I'm beginning to catch on
I'm a'letting my hair down

I've been a'-[4]-rocking
I've been a'-[1]-rolling
I guess to [5] some folks I look foolish
Just [4] let it make a [5] fool out of [1] me

I have worked in fields of cotton
I have worked in fields of corn
But I've seen nothing like it
Since the day that I've been born

I walked in a crowded dance hall
And I didn't know a soul
Some hillbillies started picking
Everybody rocked and rolled

I have spent all the egg money
Corn and cotton I have sold
I will mortgage my old homestead
Stay in town to rock and roll