King Creole

King Creole There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man with a great big soul He lays down a beat like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone, gone, gone Jumping like a catfish on a pole You know he's gone, gone, gone Hip-shaking King Creole When the king starts to do it, it's as good as done He holds his guitar like a tommy gun He starts to growl from way down in his throat He bends a string and that's all she wrote You know he's gone, gone, gone Jumping like a catfish on a pole, yeah You know he's gone, gone, gone Hip-shaking King Creole (King Creole) Well, he sings a song about a crawdad hole He sings a song about a jelly roll He sings a song about a-pork and greens He sings some blues about New Orleans You know he's gone, gone, gone Jumping like a catfish on a pole yeah You know he's gone, gone, gone Hip-shaking King Creole (King Creole, go) He plays something evil, then he plays something sweet No matter how he plays, you gotta get up on your feet When he gets a rocking fever, baby, heaven sakes He don't stop playing 'til his guitar breaks You know he's gone, gone, gone Jumping like a catfish on a pole, yeah You know he's gone, gone, gone Hip-shaking King Creole (King Creole) You know he's gone, gone, gone Hip-shaking King Creole (Creole, Creole, Creole)