Dont Try To Lay No Boogie-Woogie On The King Of Rock And Roll

(Note;  The preamble to this song, titled "Conditional Discharge", features Long John telling the story
        of his early days busking for pennies, is played at half speed over the same blues progression,
        mostly on the piano.)

    DON'T TRY TO LAY NO BOOGIE-WOOGIE ON THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL      (by Jeff Thomas)

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1. Don't tell me none of no lies, woman,  'cause all you know, I've told.
   Don't sell me no alibis sister,  'cause all you've got,  I've sold.
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   You better leave that midnight sneaking, to the one who worked it out,
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   I don't want to hear no back talk, speakin',  go on shut your mouth.
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   And everything's gonna work out tight,   if you act like you been told;
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   Just don't try to lay no boogie-woogie, on the King of Rock and Roll.


2. Don't feed me no T.V. dinners,  when you know I'm used to steak.
   I don't need no rank beginners,  when it's time to shake the shake.

   You'd better pull your things together,  reach in and dust it out,
   And if you feel that you just can't dig it, then I guess you don't know, what it's all about.

   It ain't a matter of pork and beans,   that gonna justify your soul;
   Just don't try to lay no boogie-woogie,  on the King of Rock and Roll.

(Solo Verses)


3. You weren't alive,  when I started to jive, so don't put none on me.
   You didn't arrive,  'til late forty-five, but your head's stuck in fifty-three.

   You got what it takes, to keep the heads a-spinning down at the old rib shack.
   But you come off, just like a fool grinning,  in the back of a red Cadillac.

   You can't come across the "Atsville Bridge"   until you pay the toll.
   So don't try to lay no boogie-woogie,  on the King of Rock and Roll.

(More Soloes and fade out)

  Transcription by  Mike Parker  or [email protected] .