Oh, I don't like this rock and roll
Cus it busts my head and it kills my soul
Ain't got no place that I call my own
But Lord don't you know I'm just total broke
Get to the show and order whiskey neat
And chase it down with all these broken dreams
It's just a small price to pay
Cus broken clocks are right twice a day
Rock and roll, save my soul
I’d sell my soul for some rock and roll
Big city women ain't got no soul
But lordy don't you know I ain't got self-coltrol
The worst regret I've ever had
Was playing Monday morning quarterback
Get to the show and order something sweet
And if I'm lucky I might get in for free
Play the same songs again and again
So I can get paid and I can make my rent
Rock and roll, save my soul
I’d sell my soul for some rock and roll
Rock and roll, save my soul
I’d sell my soul for some rock and roll (this is Jamie Robinson on the sax)
Slam this moonshine down my throat
I toured all summer, ain't got nothing to show
Perhaps they don't even know my name
But like you said, I've got no one to blame
And I was born for this fortune and fame
Since I been here it's been calling my name
But I just wanna be that guy
To sing your favorite song on stage every night
To sing your favorite song on stage every night
To sing your favorite song on Red Barn Radio every night
Rock and roll, save my soul
I’d sell my soul for some rock and roll
Rock and roll, save my soul
I’d sell my soul for some rock and roll
Rock and roll, oh lord that old rock and roll
Oh, rock and roll please save my soul
Rock and roll save my loving soul
Save my soul oh please, rock and roll
Mmmmm