Gene Vincent Show

Be bop a lula, Gene Vincent Show,

Heard all about it on the radio.

He’s comin’ to town with electric guitars,

A rockin’ piano fit for the stars.

Glasgow, Montana will be rockin’ on out,

Cuz Rock and Roll is what it’s about.

He’ll grab the mike stand and sing with the
band,

He’s the best in the land until he get’s
banned.

He’ll shimmy and shake and wiggle his
pelvis,

He’ll sorta remind us of someone named
Elvis.

Lookin’ so cool in his ducktail haircut,

We know all about all the records he’s cut.

His collar turned up, his dancin’ shoes on,

He’ll have us rockin’ until the next dawn.

Our parents don’t like him, it’s sad but
it’s true,

His kind of music came out of the blue.

What happened to waltzin’ and cuttin’ a rug?

Aspirin and coke is a hell of a drug.

We’ll kick off our shoes and rock in our
socks,

No one will catch us lookin’ at clocks.

That Rock and Roll beat lies deep in our
soul,

It gets our feet rockin’ and we’re ready to
roll.

The Civic Center ain’t seen such a sight,

As that time we rocked through the night.

Be bop a lula, Gene Vincent Show,

Nearly as wild as a ranch rodeo.

LDT December 9, ‘23