In my hometown, where I was born

My clothes were kind a ragged and my shoes were worn

I used to plough the fields, I used to sow the corn

Till I heard the news that rock 'n' roll was born

Now I rock in my rockin' shoes

Yeah, I rock-a-rock away all my blues

And when the bluebird doesn't bring good news

I just rock it all away in my rockin' shoes

Well, I'm a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

I first started rockin' in an old haystack

I don't drive a sportscar or Cadillac

Just a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

Now that you've heard what converted me

To a real hepcat to the highest degree

Well baby, maybe you can see

This rock 'n' roll music was a-meant for me

Yeah, and I rock in my rockin' shoes

Yeah, I rock-a-rock away all my blues

And when the bluebird doesn't bring good news

I just rock it all away in my rockin' shoes

Well, I'm a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

I first started rockin' in an old haystack

I don't drive a sportscar or Cadillac

Just a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

Well, I'm a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

I first started rockin' in an old haystack

I don't drive a sportscar or Cadillac

I'm just a cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

Cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

Cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back

Cotton pickin' rocker from a-way back!