King Creole (1st version, take 3) Lyrics

There′s a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
A guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone, gone
Jumpin′ like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
And I'm hip shakin′ King Creole

When the king starts to do it, it′s as good as done
He holds his guitar like a Tommy gun
He starts to growl from way down in his throat
He bends a string and that's all she wrote!

You know he′s gone, gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
And I'm hip shakin′ King Creole

He sings a song about a crawdad hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about a-pork and greens
He sings some blues 'bout New Orleans!

You know he's gone, gone, gone, gone
Jumpin′ like a catfish on a pole
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
And I'm hip shakin′ King Creole

He plays somethin' evil and he plays somethin′ sweet
No matter how he plays, you gotta get up on your feet
When he starts to rock, it be for Heaven's sakes
He don′t stop playin' 'til his guitar breaks!

You know he′s gone, gone, gone, gone
Jumpin′ like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
And I′m hip shakin' King Creole