RHYTHM AND BOOZE
(Buck Owens)
CORKY JONES (PEP 107, 1956)

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Well, it was rock 'n' roll rhytm and a bottle of booze
And a wild wild woman that was hot on the loose
Well, she warned me once and then she warned me twice
But that woman found out that I don't take advice
It was rhythm rhythm rhythm and booze
Rhythm rhythm rhythm and booze
To tell the [bad word] baby, it was rhythm and booze

If I'd listened to my mama, if I'd listened to my dad
I'd be a-sleepin' on a soft feathered bed
But there's just some things that a man can't be told
And it's me for one, and I just had to be showed
Rhythm rhythm rhythm and booze
Rhythm rhythm rhythm and booze
To tell the [bad word] baby, it was rhythm and booze

I lost my baby and then I lost my stack
I didn't mind so much until I lost my Cadillac
I'll give up my dancin' and I'll give up my booze
If [bad word] home honey, I'll even throw away my blue suede shoes
Rhythm rhythm rhythm and booze
Rhythm rhythm rhythm and booze
To tell the [bad word] baby, it was rhythm and booze
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh