Standard (EADGBE)

Up in the mornin' and out to school,

The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule,

American history and practical math,

You study 'em hard and hopin' to pass.

Workin' your fingers right down to the bone,

And the guy behind you won't leave you alone.

Ring, ring goes the bell.

The cook in the lunch room's ready to sell.

You're lucky if you can find a seat,

You're fortunate if you have time to eat.

Back in the classroom, open your books,

Gee, but the teacher don't know how mean she looks.

Soon as three o'clock rolls around,

You finally lay your burden down.

Close up your books, get out of your seat,

Down the halls and into the street.

Up to the corner and 'round the bend,

Right to the juke joint, you go in.

Drop the coin right into the slot,

You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot.

With the one you love, you're makin' romance,

All day long you been wantin' to dance,

Feeling the music from head to toe,

Round and round and round you go.

Hail, hail rock and roll!

Deliver me from the days of old,

Long live rock and roll,

The beat of the drums, loud and bold.

Rock, rock, rock and roll,

The feelin' is there, body and soul.

A fabulous fifties hit from Kraziekhat.