Die Rockin

I was born a wild child with the fear of the Holy Ghost

Raised on a field holler with the spirit in my bones

I turned 15, I was lost to the Pentecost

I felt a woman's breast and heard "Sway" by the Stones

Next thing you know, Lord, I'm in a band

We come from East Texas, that river bottom land

Harder than a Bois d'Arc tree, too drunk to stand

With cowboy hats and old guitars and Copenhagen cans

I'm gonna rock until I die, I'm gonna die rockin'

I'm gonna rock until I die, I'm gonna die rockin'

I'm gonna rock until I die, I'm gonna die rockin'

Gonna die rockin', gonna die rockin'

Woo, ooh-hoo

Woo, ooh

Woo, ooh-hoo

Ahh

Gather 'round, you children, come on, take my hand

I'm gonna take you to a place and it ain't the Promised Land

It's got every thing you want, baby, but nothing's for sale

It's a lost highway, it's a California hotel

It's where the ones who came before, they paid it with their lives

They gave their souls to rock and roll, I'm gonna rock until I die

I'm gonna rock until I die, I'm gonna die rockin'

I'm gonna rock until I die, I'm gonna die rockin'

I'm gonna rock until I die, I'm gonna die rockin'

Gonna die rockin', gonna die rockin'

Woo, ooh-hoo

Woo, ooh

Woo, ooh-hoo

Ahh

Woo, ooh-hoo

Woo, ooh

Woo, ooh-hoo

Ahh

Woo, ooh-hoo

Woo, ooh

Woo, ooh-hoo

Aah