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Elvis Presley – Raised On Rock lyrics
I remember as a child I used to hear music that played out with a feel
Some called it folk some called it soul
But people let me tell you it was rock and roll
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I got home
I turned on my radio and listened to the music my idols made
I knew every single record the dj's played
From Honky Tonk to Hound Dog and Johnny B Goode and Chain Gang, Love is Strange, Knock on Wood
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of a thing called rock and roll
Some thought it was a fad thought it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Times gone by the beat goes on and every time I hear it roll it takes me back home
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I got home I turned on my radio
Mother played recordings of Beethoven Fifths Mozart's sonatas down the classical list
My papa loved to listen to those country songs
While I was in the back room frigging on
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of a thing called rock and roll
Some called it folk some called it soul
But people let me tell you it was rock and roll
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I got home
I turned on my radio and listened to the music my idols made
I knew every single record the dj's played
From Honky Tonk to Hound Dog and Johnny B Goode and Chain Gang, Love is Strange, Knock on Wood
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of a thing called rock and roll
Some thought it was a fad thought it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Times gone by the beat goes on and every time I hear it roll it takes me back home
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I got home I turned on my radio
Mother played recordings of Beethoven Fifths Mozart's sonatas down the classical list
My papa loved to listen to those country songs
While I was in the back room frigging on
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of a thing called rock and roll
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