Well, my momma met daddy down in Alabama They tied the knot and here I am
I was born on the bayou on the Texas line Loved in Louisiana and raised on Jambalaya
Yeah, before I could walk, I had a guitar in my hand
By the time I could talk, I had a damn good band
Went on the road when I was eight years old Turned fifteen, I was stealin' the show
Money to burn and the girls were pretty Didn't take me long to learn that I was born a boogie
When I was eighteen, I went to Hollywood I met Elvis in Maryland and Johnny B. Goode
I got my guitar painted in the California sun A red Cadillac, havin' too much fun
Yeah, we were playin' them halls and jammin' them And movin' on over to MGM
They said, this is the boy we told you about He lit a cigar and he stuck his hand out
I said, son, now we got a deal for you We're gonna get you fifty thousand, make you a movie star, too
I told him, my momma didn't read no book I don't want your money and I don't want your movies
But I can tell you, buddy, I was born a boogie
Oh, you know it
Son
Yeah
Hey, Johnny!
Hey, yeah!
Hey!
Go see if he's drinkin' whiskey by the galley, he never backs down
Man, I like a real challenge, but what I need now
Is would he get down, he likes to get down
With all my rowdy fans
You know what, honey?
Yeah, well, I can be sweet and I can be mean I'm the one with the hat and the shades and the jeans
The shades are chrome, the guitars steel
You think I won't?
Believe me, I will get down for you people
Cause I ain't no rookie
I was born to party and I was born to boogie
Oh, yeah
Oh, I heard that Hank Williams, Jr., Bo Seamus
Had pressurized over in Denver
You know, I knew it was a family tradition
Yeah
Nice!
Oh, yeah!