She said rock 'n' roll is king She says rock 'n' roll is king Oh let those guitars play Play for me play for me Oh let that song ring out That's how it's meant to be Listen everybody let me tell you 'bout the rock 'n' roll Feel that rhythm and it's

It was just another night with the sunset and The moon rise not so far behind To give us just enough light To lay down underneath the stars listening to The light was leaving and the west it was blue The children's laughter saying they're skipping just

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Help the poor, help the poor Help the poor Won't you help poor me? Have a heart, won't you, baby Listen to my plea I need you so much, I need your care Need all the loving, baby, you can spare Oh, baby won't you help poor me? Say you will

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention You're a regular decorated emergency Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Well, I may have

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen And I believe This may call for a proper introduction, and well

Oh oh oh oh oh It's in the song, baby can't you feel it And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics It's Friday night freedom, football game It's proud of where you from, it's your last name It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars in the wind So hold up