All American Boy Lyrics

Gather round cats and I'll tell you a story
Bout how to become an all American boy
Buy you a guitar and put it in tune
You'll be a rocking and a rolling soon
Impressing the girls picking hot licks and all that jazz
Ah I bought me a guitar a year ago
Learned how to play in a day or so
And all around town it was well understood
That I was knocking 'em out like Johnny B Goode
Hot licks showing off ah number one
Yeah I practiced all day and up into the night
My papa's hair was turning white
Cause he didn't like rock'n roll
He said you can stay boy but that's gotta go
He's a square he just didn't dig me at all
So I took my guitar picks and all
Bid farewell to my poor ol' pa
Split for Memphis where they say y'all
Them swinging cats are having a ball
Sessions hot licks and all they dig me
I was rocking and a bopping and I was getting the breaks
The girls all said that I have what it takes
When up stepped a man with big cigar
He said come here cat I'm gonna make you a star
I'll put you on bandstand buy you a Cadillac sign here kid
I signed my name and became a star
Having a ball with my guitar
Driving a big long Cadillac
And fighting the girls off of my back
They just kept a coming screaming yeah they liked it
So I picked my guitar with a great big grin
And the money just kept on pouring in
But then one day my Uncle Sam he said (knock knock) here I am
Uncle Sam needs you boy I'm a gonna cut your hair off
Ah take this rifle kid give me that guitar yeah